Find Out R3 Da Chilliman

[Chorus]
She look like her shit wet so I want her (I want her)
Came with her friends but she left with a baller (Come here)
Chopper leave him on the corner like, "Time out"
Fuck 'round with the gang and find out (Come find out)
Six thousand for a fit, now that's pressure
His chain look bullshit with a tester (Shits bullshit)
Ass fat, how she get it in them jeans?
From the back, she bend over, touch her feet (When I'm hittin')

[Verse]
I'm still blowin' bands when them niggas broke (Broke nigga)
We not holdin' hands, go get it on your own
She know a young nigga turnt, so she want me
If he reach for these pieces, we gon' blow him (Smoke)
That nigga chain got no grams, he in a featherweight
She know I'ma pop a Perc' and then accelerate (Go crazy)
I rock Rick Owens, she rock Rick too
In love with the Wock', I wanna be Juice
In the club with the chop', we might have to shoot
In love with bumper cars, tryna crash a coupe
She lookin' back while I hit it 'cause that ass fat
She out shoppin' with her friends, havin' flashbacks
I just burn whatever like a price tag (Stunt)
He a bargain shopper, he don't like Saks
Flatline him on that corner when it's time to slide
I'm a rich nigga, she know the vibe