Chopstick (feat. T.E.N (With Rionfive))

Simo Fre just killed this

D-Roc

Huh, bro ridin' 'round wit' a stolen stick

And you already know that he make it hit

And you know how it go, I send a hit

Police just blue-lighted me, I ain't stoppin' for 'em

Buy my bitches lots of things, yes, I buy it for 'em

I say, "Baby, these damn drugs make me move slowly"

And I came up from out of that mud, talkin' so deep

I'ma shotter, my girl, come here, tell 'em, "See"

We run wit' bumbaclots for real, I'm gon' make 'em bleed

We bendin', when we late, most my cars they got exhausts

Bro ridin' 'round in them stolen cars, catch one, knock 'em off

Marley, mommy, I'm not tryna be violent

It's not safe on my islAnd you ain't wit' that, you dyin'

See lil' bro'nem be wildin', they send shots through his body

No, she not scared and she like me, I wan' fuck wit' her body

Alright, I'm a Blood idol

Know we leave shit dead, that my blood body

Bro ridin' 'round wit' a stolen stick

And you already know that he make it hit

And you know how it go, I send a hit

Police just blue-lighted me, I ain't stoppin' for 'em

Buy my bitches lots of things, yes, I buy it for 'em

I say, "Baby, these damn drugs make me move slowly"

And I came up from out of that mud, talkin' so deep

I'ma shotter, my girl, come here, tell 'em, "See"

We run wit' bumbaclots for real, I'm gon' make 'em bleed

I go by Ten, I be takin' the hits

Bro out of town, still sendin' the blitz

He want him dead? He gone by six

I go by Lil' Ben, I'm real as it get

I go by Lil' Ben, I'm real as it get

Straight up out of that North, I be steppin' on shit

We up in the car, while you writin' a diss

He signed for two hundred, spent that on my bitch

Another two-fifty, that just for the clique

We takin his soul, made his brother carry him

We wiped his nose, he clean but slimier than a bitch

The city know, he shoot it up and leave 'em dead behind his bro

Bitch ass ****

Scary ass ****, wanna be a gravedigger

My brother Lil Top, our nuts way bigger

Straight out the gutter, just me and my ****

We go to a party, we packin' a pistol

Hadn't came back ever since I was little

Spittin' at the back, ain't blowin' no whistle

Put you on the list, they comin' to get you

Oh, they steppin' with Ten, them **** official, yeah

Bro ridin' 'round wit' a stolen stick

And you already know that he make it hit

And you know how it go, I send a hit

Police just blue-lighted me, I ain't stoppin' for 'em

Buy my bitches lots of things, yes, I buy it for 'em

I say, "Baby, these damn drugs make me move slowly"

And I came up from out of that mud, talkin' so deep

I'ma shotter, my girl, come here, tell 'em, "See"

We run wit' bumbaclots for real, I'm gon' make 'em bleed