Chorus:

(Chod):

I might be new to this but I’m real smooth with it, just call me Papi

When I shoot I don’t miss, speed is so ludicrous, just call me Papi

(OG):

You see OG out always cheesin’, yeah lil bitch you know I stay happy

She stay tryna talk bout my rap & she said she can’t help it, she chatty

(Chod):

Papi, Papi, Papi, Papi

(OG):

She tried to call me daddy, told that bitch to call me Papi

(Chod):

Papi, Papi, Papi, Papi

(OG):

She tried to call me daddy, told that bitch to call me, Papi

Verse:

(Chod):

Your girl on ratchet shit, she wanna ride my dick & call me Papi

Send me the map & I’ll track it, I’ll wrap it up & you can have me

Bitches say men ain’t shit, they turn to lesbians, but they ain’t had this D

Just give me 10 minutes girl, you’ll refer to me as the best snack to eat

(OG):

‘fore ya boy was bouta fuckin’ blow up

I was on shit that, you ain’t know of

Got the homies, that gon’ pop you like a soda

4 or 5 years, catch the kid up in a Rover

All the old haters gon’ me like “oh, I know him”

But lil bitch no you don’t

When I dropped my old shit, you went ghost

Yeah I knew shit that, you ain’t know

So I kept droppin’ songs & ya bitch sings along

& she said she like the one that I shout out my Mom

Can’t tell if she fuck with the kid or the sauce

Either way, got her out of her thong

(Chod):

Yes bitch, I am Chod the God

They criticize but they are frauds

She been catchin’ feels, Randy Moss

Fuck with the sauce & get lost

Chorus:

(Chod):

I might be new to this but I’m real smooth with it, just call me Papi

When I shoot I don’t miss, speed is so ludicrous, just call me Papi

(OG):

You see OG out always cheesin’, yeah lil bitch you know I stay happy

She stay tryna talk bout my rap & she said she can’t help it, she chatty

(Chod):

Papi, Papi, Papi, Papi

(OG):

She tried to call me daddy, told that bitch to call me Papi

(Chod):

Papi, Papi, Papi, Papi

(OG):

She tried to call me daddy, told that bitch to call me, Papi

Verse 2:

(Chod):

‘Kay I’ll be honest I’m nauseous, I’m barely conscious, but I’m watchin’

For all these hoes, they be flockin’ all on my dick, now it’s a mosh pit

They on some nonsense, they joshin’, I think it might be cause I’m poppin’

Little girl all in my face, then she told me her name, I forgot it

(OG):

I used to trap at my spot

Started rappin’ to stop

Had shooters packin’ the Glocks

Tryna crack at ya top

Never catch me askin’ a cop

For help, interrogate the kid, kept that shit to myself

Put that under my belt

Catch me & the gang screamin’ out “Fuck 12!”