Rucci's

Lil' bro, them they let off rockets

All this blue shit on me, I can't even fit this shit in my pocket

My bitch bad, she get whatever she ask for, you know I got it

Eat that lil' shit off that nanny, I be drunk, I gotta stop it, I got options

You know these hoes be burnt off, they got mileage

All this profit, no, you can't call my phone if you not coppin

If you broke and make some paper, just gotta see what's your deposit

I spend all them racks on drippin', let that shit sit in my closet

Pop out with that G-Lock, get it poppin

This bitch came and chill with Chop, she left her **** like he not it

Traffic, I drive fast, the police pull up, I'm not stoppin

And some new shit, know it's tinted, if it ain't, then Chop ain't ridin

This bitch ain't tryna do no phones or blow me down, this Chop ain't vibin

I take perks and I be chillin', this bitch talkin' bout Chop too quiet

Every day I wake up, money on my phone and I'm not lyin

Take my lil' bitch out of town, it ain't no road trip, no, we flyin

This bitch tell me I'm her only ****, I know that that bitch lyin

So I donate blocks, throwin' shots, now we got they family cryin

Scott doggo on my wrist, this bitch was dyin' to make you blind

She gon' call me like she pregnant, hey, with the phone, baby, hey, mom

Wake up, get money every day, no, Chop gon' call me with some paper

You **** be broke, I'm bummed, you **** need to die, they be in the way

Pop out with that shit on every day, the hoes be like, that's Lil' J

My **** got chunks fallin' out they pocket, you gon' need a calculator

She wanna get scooped, I ain't in the mood, with your friends, tryna make a movie

I be turnt up off them percs, be on chill shit, don't make me lose it

Me and bro got twin glocks, we poppin' out, we tryna use it

I been laid up in this bitch's pussy all day, tryna abuse it

My lil' bitch, she wears jacuzzis, she gon' bust it like a Uzi

I'm in this bitch tryna rap, she on my left, she tryna do me

I got this bitch off that nana, she talkin' bout puttin' on some tooth

I go everywhere with my Glock, a **** get smoked like a loose

I like threesomes, but my new lil' bitch too crazy, she might shoot me

Make her turn up with her friend, wake up, take them both to Gucci

Chop up, pull up, talkin' crazy, know I set shit off like Bootsy

In that Charger, I ride Factory, that Audi truck on Roosters

When she get in, she gon' give me tops, she know Chop ain't no Goofy

Tell my bitch, don't play that song, you know Chop don't fuck with no groupie

I got Burnham in the backseat with them Chops, they hop on Fully

I be scammin', know I got on me a Shiesty with the hoodie

I got Burnham in the backseat with them Chops, they hop on Fully