Just put diamonds on
I be that's when I sleep
I don't got no problems in these streets
Drop a couple dollars on my beef
I get off parole in a couple months
Soon as I get off, I'm rolling the blunt
The chopper big as f*ck
You can fold the bitch up
Nigga ɾob my [A]nigga Buck
And he toast some shit up
My niggas making we don't do no
F*ck a bitch and [Bm]send her home
We don't do no chilling
Drop the top, we don't do no ceelings
Couldn't even feel it
Real shooter catch a body
Bitch you [A7never did dope boy move the work
You ain't never get it i got [Fm7]a check with it
Yeah I got [Fm7]a check with it
Soldier ɾags, we get a lotta bags
My new bitch cool, my [A]old bitch mad
Now I got [Fm7]a chеck with it
Now I got [Fm7]a check with it
Break a brick down with my [A]bear hands
Won't do shit to [C7]mе, I got [Fm7]that pole on [C7]me
, you [A7can't tell on [C7]me
I got [Fm7]some shells on [C7]me we got [Fm7]bail money
Cause that nigga Buck keep bails on [C7]him
Rock out
Imma move that work until I clock out
TK had no guns around him
So you [A7gon [C7]get knocked out
My chopper flip a nigga
Top shotta, knock off your
Hold up nigga, let me get poured up
Check out my [A]soon [C7]as we showed up
More bread than cold cuts
Chopstick drop shit so you [A7can't stop shit
Thot bitch, get her top split she
Real shooter catch a body
Bitch you [A7never did dope boy move the work
You ain't never get it i got [Fm7]a check with it
Yeah I got [Fm7]a check with it
Soldier ɾags, we get a lotta bags
My new bitch cool, my [A]old bitch mad
Now I got [Fm7]a check with it
Now I got [Fm7]a check with it
I just left my [A]celly with a half a brick
Had to [C7]pay my [A]thick to [C7]grab the shit
Only nigga on [C7]the yard used to [C7]have this shit
They say I'm tɾappin a lil too hard
I'm not the average
Bitch come check my [A]paperwork
And tell me what the savage is
I just left a million [C7]dollars
In my [A]mama matɾess
I just bought a thousand [Bm]choppers
Test them [A]out with all [Em]my [A]partners
All my [A]niggas think they shottas
Catch a and [Bm]catch a body soldier ɾags, shit
Neighborhood talk, it's that mob shit
This that bitch
This that gang gang, this that shit
Real shooter catch a body
Bitch you [A7never did dope boy move the work
You ain't never get it i got [Fm7]a check with it
Yeah I got [Fm7]a check with it
Soldier ɾags, we get a lotta bags
My new bitch cool, my [A]old bitch mad
Now I got [Fm7]a check with it
Now I got [Fm7]a check with it
