[Intro]
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, ayy, ayy
(TP made it)
Ayy
[Verse 1]
Know I might be next to blow, but I'm still trying to stretch a bowl (Still gon' stretch a bowl)
375, up the score, Choppa Gang, bitch, I'm CEO (Grrt, grrt, grrt)
Had to slime 'em out about that bread, you know he had to go (Had to slime him down)
I just crossed another nigga over with no pick and roll (Crossed him down)
Get on the ground, listen up, ho, give it up or get hit up
Fuckin' on this thot and she a opp, but I don't give a fuck (Still don't give a fuck)
If I ever took you on a mission, we forever stuck (We forever stuck)
I'm trying to make one of these rap niggas give they Rollies up (Who gon' give it up?)
He got out the kitchen when he found out he couldn't take the heat (He couldn't take the heat)
Niggas wanna be in competition, tell 'em take a seat (Ayy, tell 'em take a seat)
I gotta make sure the trappers, killers, and the robbers eat (Ayy, make sure that we eat)
I'ma get locked up for overkill, you think 'bout robbin' me (And may he rest in peace)
[Chorus]
This a Shiesty summer, yeah
Buck you for your llama, yeah
Chopper hit his heart, won't hear it beat, ain't no more drama, yeah (No drama, boy)
This a Shiesty summer, yeah
Buck you for your llama, yeah (Boy)
Chopper hit his heart, won't hear it beat, ain't no more drama, yeah (Ain't no more drama, boy)
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, ayy, ayy
(TP made it)
Ayy
[Verse 1]
Know I might be next to blow, but I'm still trying to stretch a bowl (Still gon' stretch a bowl)
375, up the score, Choppa Gang, bitch, I'm CEO (Grrt, grrt, grrt)
Had to slime 'em out about that bread, you know he had to go (Had to slime him down)
I just crossed another nigga over with no pick and roll (Crossed him down)
Get on the ground, listen up, ho, give it up or get hit up
Fuckin' on this thot and she a opp, but I don't give a fuck (Still don't give a fuck)
If I ever took you on a mission, we forever stuck (We forever stuck)
I'm trying to make one of these rap niggas give they Rollies up (Who gon' give it up?)
He got out the kitchen when he found out he couldn't take the heat (He couldn't take the heat)
Niggas wanna be in competition, tell 'em take a seat (Ayy, tell 'em take a seat)
I gotta make sure the trappers, killers, and the robbers eat (Ayy, make sure that we eat)
I'ma get locked up for overkill, you think 'bout robbin' me (And may he rest in peace)
[Chorus]
This a Shiesty summer, yeah
Buck you for your llama, yeah
Chopper hit his heart, won't hear it beat, ain't no more drama, yeah (No drama, boy)
This a Shiesty summer, yeah
Buck you for your llama, yeah (Boy)
Chopper hit his heart, won't hear it beat, ain't no more drama, yeah (Ain't no more drama, boy)
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