Slat Slat Slat Slat Slat slaat

Said you had a bag, we asked around, they said you didn't (No bap)

On my side of turf, can't come down here too fast, we get the blicking Boaw Boaw Boaw Boaw Boaw

****'s don't know Chuckyy for real, they call my phone then stand on business

Don't get caught loafin at the wrong place and the wrong time, casue I clapped a witness

Fonem just coped a .40 tryin' hit a **** block, see if that bitch different

All out the window with that chop, like Curry aim am shooting far

But I'll play ball, cross a **** up, get up close, dunk his ass quick "?"

****'s been sending shots on the net, and we tryin' send shots where they at

**** been put up since that one shit, now I don't know where they at

Bloodynem wracked the mustang, next day pulled up in a brand new cat

And I've been flexing on these ****, and I still ain't broke a sweat

I'll still clap you, but I've been screaming, "Get some money, and fuck the rest."

I was taught to shoot above the neck, just in case folks got on a vest

When we glide through, the windows-tinted, and we all got on our masks

You see, I'm coming out gangway, jump out gang get on his ass

Chuckyy hawk shit down like a cheetah, that boy laying belt to ass

They be like Chuckyy every time I hear yo song I'm ready to crash

This shit get wicked in the city, gotta pop out with extra mag

This little bitch steady calling me daddy, but I'm confused I'm not here dad

Ain't gon play with no ****, 2023 a lot of body bags

Why the fuck do you come up in this world, just to leave that shit got me mad