Chit Chat (feat. DJ Drama)

Let's have a chit chat Dramatic, nigga (D-D-Dramatic) Life ain't regular, 2018 Hugh Hefner In the future like a Jetson, hover scooters like a Vespa Gotta guess, please attest, ask no questions (Woo) I'ma hit it, I'ma kill it (Yeah), R.I.P., laid out on stretcher (Woo, woo) Uh, eat the vegetable (Woo, woo) Eco-friendly, might invest into a Tesla (Brr) Let it register (Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo) Shit get spooky, word to Smooky MarGielaa (Baow, baow) (Gangsta) MarGielaa, man, I ain't even with that chit chat (Woo) Forty chains on my neck, milli' where my wrist at Couple goons with the tool (Ha), when we pull up, get back (Huh) Got a lame nigga callin' (Huh), 'cause he want his bitch back (Woo) Damn (Brr) Run up on, I'ma give it right back (Woo, brr) Three foreigns parked up, boy, you can't afford that (Baow) Got some boomin', in Margiela's, five racks plus tax (Yeah) Fake niggas always lookin', why they get they movin' like that? (Yeah) Ayy, skrrt off with your shorty in a beamer (Yeah) Say you lookin' for her, I ain't never see her (Yeah, woah) Came from duckin' felonies and misdemeanors (Woo, woo) Ain't wanna see us cappin', down in big arenas (Woo, woo) I'm big G.R.A.P.E., but I got an old demeanor (Woo) Don't run up, 'cause you know I keep my nina (Woo) Haters always hatin', get no money, they can't keep up (Woo) Stay up out my business, you should go and get your green up (Woo) MarGielaa man, I ain't even with that chit chat (Woo) Forty chains on my neck, milli' where my wrist at (Ha) Couple goons with the tool, when we pull up, get back (Montana) Got a lame nigga callin', 'cause he want his bitch back (Haan) Damn '88 rope chain on body beamers (Skrrt) South Bronx, Mona Lisa, anybody seen her (Woo) Montana, man, whip it up for that get back (Yeah) Got a thing with me, wanna fuck? No chit-chat (Haan) Two-hundred bands, AP, baguette, wrist wrap (Woo, woo, woo) Yeah, taliban, rack top, niggas big cap (Woo, woo, brr) Yeah, marchin' band, hundred rounds hangin' off the chopper (Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, brr) 2020 done, yeah, Phantom of the Opera (Haan) Word to them crabs on the island eatin' lobster (Woo) Straight to the back, she hold my dick like an Oscar (Ah) Wait 'til you see it from the photo (Photo) Shooter with me, ridin' with a sawed off (Sawed off, baow) I'll never do my dawg like Manolo (Manolo) Paparazzi pay a hunnid bands for the photo I was spinnin' block, blow the top off your coupe Montega man, MarGielaa man what it do? MarGielaa man, I ain't even with that chit chat Forty chains on my neck, milli' where my wrist at Couple goons with the tool, when we pull up, get back Got a lame nigga callin', 'cause he want his bitch back Damn (Gangsta Grillz) Too late Took your bitch to Paris like Mason Martin Hahaha