Chop Berner (Ft. Ampichino & The Jacka)

[Chorus: The Jacka]
We in the future, all my niggas young
Talkin' 'bout my chop like it's the only one
Over the paper look what we've become
When we gettin' rich while we still young
We in the future all my niggas young
Talkin' 'bout my chop like it's the only one
Over the paper look what we've become
We gettin' rich out here while we still young

[Verse 1: The Jacka]
I'm in the future all my niggas young
Talkin' 'bout my chop like it's the only one
I'm on, produce a stone like my deuces on
Sippin' juice at a spot where if you snooze you gone
Sellin' coke, same spot where I shoot my arm
We gettin' dough but where we go we can't use a dime
But if you want we sendin' soldiers although you were kind
Drug dealin', no feelings when we out our mind
We not lookin' at Lebron if there's powder flyin'
The complications on the Day-Date'll have you traumatized
But a Yacht-Master had a plasma leakin' out your eye
Grand Complications is a grown man's conversation
Four hundred grand, leather, been on diamonds in the faces
I came up early pushin' tan when all they want was spaceships
My cousin Will, cousin Ray they wasn't only gangsters
Paper over patience when only tough guys ink they faces