(DJ Yung Rel what it do?)
(Don't play with him) blatt
Blatt (Chapo)
Woah woah, woah woah

762, 556, 57 aimed at you (Bratt-bratt)
We ain't doing no drive-by
Walk down on your block then I let it loose
(Woah woah)
That chopper get to spitting like
That bitch was named Papoose
I'm getting money, count this shit up
Nigga I don't know about you
I'm the same nigga that took your shit
You ain't do nothing about it fool
Getting money, fucking bitches, yeah
Nigga that's my mood
How the fuck you thugging nigga? yeah
You ain't got no tool
These niggas hoes and rats, yeah
They ain't sticking to the rules

How you doing? My name's Tony
Go ahead point me to the blues
I'm so comfortable inside the hood
I walk round with no shoes
I rock black, my diamonds white
I mix them colors, i'm confused
I been talking to them deads
I put the Christians with the Trues
I put the red dot on the Drac' so
When I shoot it he got views
I stayed down, I just did
Impossible, now when they see, i cruise
I took my nigga off the bench
Because that nigga love to shoot
I took his bitch and gave her back
She know I'm quick to give a boot
She know I'm quick to get that
Money, my shirt one thousand
I'm one hundred
You know I'm top chef with them onions
It's automatic that I'm clutching
My clothes Italian, these hoes Russian
I made a living off the oven
I made my name when I had nothing
This stick gon' pull your
Card if you bluffing

762, 556, 57 aimed at you (Bratt-bratt)
We ain't doing no drive-by
Walk down on your block then I let it loose
(Woah woah)
That chopper get to spitting like
That bitch was named Papoose
I'm getting money, count this shit up
Nigga I don't know about you
I'm the same nigga that took your shit
You ain't do nothing about it fool
Getting money, fucking bitches, yeah
Nigga that's my mood
How the fuck you thugging nigga? yeah
You ain't got no tool
These niggas hoes and rats, yeah
They ain't sticking to the rules
(We major out here, fuck niggas)