Looking at this nigga like, do we got a problem
Riding with a chopper, and I keep revolvers
All my niggas problems, do you know how to solve it
This not not mathematics, nigga I keep them droppers
Nigga, I keep them addicts, and they just be copping
Aye gas station run, nigga, see if you wanna shop somethin
All my niggas keep that f*cking gas, we the guap team
Nigga, I got money, swear to God, you is not me
Hold on, aye hold on aye
And I got that gas, feel like Hitler, I'm a Nazi
You ain't got no motherf*cking problem, cause you can't stop me
Uh, nigga, dripping in Givenchy, this shit getting iffy
I had my hand in the bowl, this shit getting sticky
Hold on, nigga, I'll dive in the game, Geronimo on me
You run up on me, hit him with that chopper, that's on C
All my niggas keep that shit on, that's on three
And I still throw the four
Riding with the chopper nigga hit him dead inside the nose
Thought I told you that lil mavo cball turned him to a ghost
Pull up in a f*cking ghost, but it's not no f*cking phantom
She say that lil cball handsome
Riding with a f*cking chopper in our stadium Atlanta
Speakers going bammer bammer
Pussy niggas know what's up with me and all my f*cking gang
Riding with that chopper and I keep that motherf*cking flame
Warming up inside the studio, I'm about to one-take
They call me lil one take jake, this shit getting insane
And I roll the whole other blunt, smoke it to the face
Yeah, yeah, she say that she love me
But she really don't even know my name
This shit getting crazy as a f*ck, this shit getting cray
Niggas in Paris, I feel like Jay-Z and Kanye
Damn, damn, niggas out to in Paris
I feel like I'm Kanye, freestyle out the dome
Nigga, this shit a one-take