He don't want that pressure

Choppa geek him out

Bullets put his face up in the dirt

And now he freakin' out

Perky hit that boy right in the mental

Now he tweakin' out

No double cup or nothin'

Bitch you goofy, that shit leakin' out

Peakin' out, why the feds keep peakin' out?

Bitch I got no thoughts up in my brain

I swear I'm thinkin' out

You talk hot on the internet

You pussy, might aswell say "Meow"

I graduated from all of these goofy's

Where's my fucken' gown?

I'm the greatest, I'm a leader

Where's my fucken' crown?

Why you hatin'?

Why you feinin'?

Bitch I'm smokin' loud

Choppa turn that boy into a skeleton

Natural selection, that shit was so evident

Choppin' up this wood, this shit is heaven sent

I just wanna get bread, countin' up these dividends

Pack up in my pocket, shit is delicate

I just need my opps dead, if you know we spin again

I like gettin' money for the hell of it

Chop take off his head, he flyin' like a Pelican

Geeked up, bitch I'm really geeked up

This choppa move your seat up

My diamonds like a freezer (She's geeza)

Fleeked up, bitch you feelin' freaked up

Bitch I really peaked up

This money needa keep up (With us)

Creepin' up, she never diggin' deep enough

I swear to god I had enough

That fit is lookin' really tough (She ain't, uh)

He don't want that pressure

Choppa geek him out

Bullets put his face up in the dirt

And now he freakin' out

Perky hit that boy right in the mental

Now he tweakin' out

No double cup or nothin'

Bitch you goofy, that shit leakin' out

Peakin' out, why the feds keep peakin' out?

Bitch I got no thoughts up in my brain

I swear I'm thinkin' out

You talk hot on the internet

You pussy, might aswell say "Meow"

I graduated from all of these goofy's

Where's my fucken' gown?

I'm the greatest, I'm a leader

Where's my fucken' crown?

Why you hatin'?

Why you feinin'?

Bitch I'm smokin' loud

Choppa turn that boy into a skeleton

Natural selection, that shit was so evident

Choppin' up this wood, this shit is heaven sent

I just wanna get bread, countin' up these dividends

Pack up in my pocket, shit is delicate

I just need my opps dead, if you know we spin again

I like gettin' money for the hell of it

Chop take off his head, he flyin' like a Pelican

Geeked up, bitch I'm really geeked up

This choppa move your seat up

My diamonds like a freezer (She's geeza)

Fleeked up, bitch you feelin' freaked up

Bitch I really peaked up

This money needa keep up (With us)

Creepin' up, she never diggin' deep enough

I swear to god I had enough

That fit is lookin' really tough (She ain't, uh)