Ay, ay, ay
Chief So
Protege Beatz
Say young nigga you don't know me
Fuck this nigga, fuck his bap
Ay, ay, ay, ay (Uh, uh)
Ay, gang, gang, Sosa Baby!
Nana nana nah
Nana nana nah (ay)
Nana nana nah (bang, bang)
Nana nana nah (bang, bang)
Nana nana nah (bang bang)
Nana nana nah (bang, bang)
Chief So I go hard, come gimme a round of applause
Tell Looney Tunes I'm on Mars
You got clips come play your part
You got banana clips smoking on trees
You got shotgun shells OP
I'm in it as you see, say young nigga you don't know me
Say that I ain't answer she done
Bitch I was on FaceTime with my son
Baby mama telling me he bad
So I told him don't be holding no guns
Niggas think it's sweet, we gon' light his ass up for free
And he said he pulling up on me, I'm like click click clack (Owee)
No bap no bap no bap
No bap no bap no bap
No bap no bap no bap
No bap no bap no bap
Pro'ly ran off with yo pack, now I can buy your pack know that
It ain't my gat if it ain't no stack, I'm 'a flip the switch and don't hold back (Yeah)
Nigga you in them streets, better buy yourself a piece
Shorty rockin' that J, 'cause he sell that R-O-C
37 is when it go beep, nigga we'll seize yo shit police
I'm in it as you see, tell that bitch fuck with me
Nana nana nah
Nana nana nah (ay)
Nana nana nah (bang, bang)
Nana nana nah (bang, bang)
Nana nana nah (bang bang)
Nana nana nah (bang, bang)
Nigga I pull up in a tank
I kick more style than Liu Kang
Opps and the dope tryna team
She just got served blue sayne
My cup lookin' redder than paint
I drove my granny insane
Boy tryna sell the whole thang, it was gone I was David Blaine
Fuck the FBI, can't see me about trump
Rob him throw away, tell that shit out then done
I make more than your lump sum
Can you say that again uh
I'ma need to buy me a third lung
Beam on a nigga no sun
No bap no bap no bap
No bap no bap no bap
No bap no bap no bap
No bap no bap no bap
Pro'ly ran off with yo pack, now I can buy your pack know that
It ain't my gat if it ain't no stack, I'm 'a flip the switch and don't hold back (Yeah)
Nigga you in them streets, better buy yourself a piece
Shorty rockin' that J, 'cause he sell that R-O-C
37 is when it go beep, nigga we'll seize yo shit police
I'm in it as you see, tell that bitch fuck with me
Say young nigga you don't know me
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, gang baby
Bang bang
Nana nana nah
Nana nana nah (ay)
Nana nana nah (bang)
Nana nana nah (bang)
Nana nana nah (bang)
Nana nana nah
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