Hiccups Chavo & Pi’erre Bourne

[Chorus]
None of my niggas is victims, traffic and drugs with no hiccups
I sent that bitch on a mission, vacuum-sealed money it's wrapped up
They know me way out there in Lisbon, this sossy shit get international
Baby goat they wanna cry on me, they thought I was the son of Lazarus
She got bussed down in the backseat, there was no need for a mattress
I'm living too fast and too furious, my mother tell me, yeah she fascinate
I'm clutchin' my burner in public, where ever I pull up I'm backin' it
She told me she wanna get verity, I'm already thinkin' bout bussin' nuts

[Verse 1]
She wanna come crash with mе, we don't do casualties
That .40 cally is attached to mе
I flew out to Cali for packs a week
If I don't know them, I'ma text them people
The dweller is bussy, the setting is honeycomb
She dancin' around, she a diva
I'm standing around with my heater
Pick your man off the floor, is he breathin'?
She wanna come with me to Vegas
We party at Dreas' and stay at the Seasons
Throw the hood on my head, when It's freezin'
I can't leave the game, cause it needs me
Not trustin' these bitches, I know that they choosin', they pickin' whose pockets is cheesy
We pickin' your lock like it's easy
My Chavo chain filtered with VVs