CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : MKEITSTOP
Uh, huh
Uh, huh
That chopstick gon' chop you up, uh (Uh)
I'm rockin' the Balenci' jacket, it's cropped (Yeah)
Lil' shawty gon' come eat me up, huh (Yeah)
She tryna come give me the sloppiest top (Yeah)
All I wanted was to get money, huh (Yeah)
I had to keep going, know I didn't stop (Yeah)
Huh, a real big dog, shawty, then I made my way all the way to the top (Yeah, uh, yeah)
And I'm getting so much money, these n***as hatin', yeah, they tryna make this sh*t stop (Yeah, uh, yeah)
I just think it's so damn funny how these n***as hate, yeah, they wanna scoop out thе pot (Yeah, uh-uh)
My shooter, he rockin' еlekes, he got a Glock and he might put your name in the pot (Yeah, uh-uh)
Uh, uh, yeah, I'm doin' this sh*t, I'm livin' this sh*t for real (Yeah)
Uh, uh, a n***a wan' talk some sh*t, I swear that his blood get spilled (Yeah)
Uh, uh, lil' baby, I'm born to win, you know I'm the king of the hill (Yeah)
Uh, uh, These n***as so boring, man, I wonder if they is for real (Yeah)
Uh, I know these n***as, they not for real (Uh)
Lil' shawty, she know I get guap for real, uh (Uh-uh)
I gotta cop a new steel, my big bro, he still serving rocks for real (Uh, uh-uh)
Uh, damn, I went off, can't re-up (Uh)
Got this sh*t lit, finna pop a seal (Uh, uh)
I bought my b*t*h a new Givenchy heel (Uh)
But if I see 12, know I still gotta peel (Uh-uh)
Uh, yeah (Yeah)
Uh-huh
That chopstick gon' chop you up, uh (Yeah)
Uh, I'm rockin' the Balenci' jacket, it's cropped (Yeah)
Lil' shawty gon' come eat me up, huh (Yeah)
She tryna come give me the sloppiest top (Yeah)
All I wanted was to get money, huh (Yeah)
I had to keep going, know I didn't stop, huh (Yeah)
A real big dog, shawty, now I made my way all the way to the top (Yeah, yeah)
And I'm getting so much money, these n***as hate, yeah, they tryna make this sh*t stop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just think it's so damn funny how these n***as hate, yeah, they wanna scoop out the pot (Yeah)
Yeah, b*t*h, I'm getting so paid (Yeah)
Sh*t was f**ked up, now I look up, it's okay (Yeah)
Uh, I don't give a f**k what these folks say (Yeah)
Got a ho so bad, say, "She look like Beyoncé" (Oh)
Uh, tell 'em, "Don't come down that one-way" (Yeah)
Pourin' up Peachtree, got me sittin' sideways
Uh, I'm still smokin' dope in my driveway (Yeah)
Five-star meals, but I might still eat Friday's
I'm with my boy, shoot you up just like fireworks
Uh, Burger King, I got it my way
And these n***as backwards like a n***a named James (Huh, yeah), but go by Semaj, ayy
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
That chopstick gon' chop you up, uh
I'm rockin' the Balenci' jacket, it's cropped (Yeah, yeah)
Lil' shawty gon' come eat me up, huh (Yeah)
She tryna come give me the sloppiest top (Yeah, oh, yeah)
All I wanted was to get money, huh (Yeah)
I had to keep going, know I didn't stop, huh (Yeah)
A real big dog, shawty, now I made my way all the way to the top (Yeah, oh, yeah)
And I'm getting so much money, these n***as hate, yeah, they tryna make this sh*t stop (Yeah, oh, yeah)
I just think it's so damn funny how these n***as hate, yeah, they wanna scoop out the pot (Yeah, oh, yeah)
My shooter, he rockin' elekes, he got a Glock and he might put your name in the pot (Uh, yeah)
Oh, yeah
Yeah
Uh, huh
That chopstick gon' chop you up, uh (Uh)
I'm rockin' the Balenci' jacket, it's cropped (Yeah)
Lil' shawty gon' come eat me up, huh (Yeah)
She tryna come give me the sloppiest top (Yeah)
All I wanted was to get money, huh (Yeah)
I had to keep going, know I didn't stop (Yeah)
Huh, a real big dog, shawty, then I made my way all the way to the top (Yeah, uh, yeah)
And I'm getting so much money, these n***as hatin', yeah, they tryna make this sh*t stop (Yeah, uh, yeah)
I just think it's so damn funny how these n***as hate, yeah, they wanna scoop out thе pot (Yeah, uh-uh)
My shooter, he rockin' еlekes, he got a Glock and he might put your name in the pot (Yeah, uh-uh)
Uh, uh, yeah, I'm doin' this sh*t, I'm livin' this sh*t for real (Yeah)
Uh, uh, a n***a wan' talk some sh*t, I swear that his blood get spilled (Yeah)
Uh, uh, lil' baby, I'm born to win, you know I'm the king of the hill (Yeah)
Uh, uh, These n***as so boring, man, I wonder if they is for real (Yeah)
Uh, I know these n***as, they not for real (Uh)
Lil' shawty, she know I get guap for real, uh (Uh-uh)
I gotta cop a new steel, my big bro, he still serving rocks for real (Uh, uh-uh)
Uh, damn, I went off, can't re-up (Uh)
Got this sh*t lit, finna pop a seal (Uh, uh)
I bought my b*t*h a new Givenchy heel (Uh)
But if I see 12, know I still gotta peel (Uh-uh)
Uh, yeah (Yeah)
Uh-huh
That chopstick gon' chop you up, uh (Yeah)
Uh, I'm rockin' the Balenci' jacket, it's cropped (Yeah)
Lil' shawty gon' come eat me up, huh (Yeah)
She tryna come give me the sloppiest top (Yeah)
All I wanted was to get money, huh (Yeah)
I had to keep going, know I didn't stop, huh (Yeah)
A real big dog, shawty, now I made my way all the way to the top (Yeah, yeah)
And I'm getting so much money, these n***as hate, yeah, they tryna make this sh*t stop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just think it's so damn funny how these n***as hate, yeah, they wanna scoop out the pot (Yeah)
Yeah, b*t*h, I'm getting so paid (Yeah)
Sh*t was f**ked up, now I look up, it's okay (Yeah)
Uh, I don't give a f**k what these folks say (Yeah)
Got a ho so bad, say, "She look like Beyoncé" (Oh)
Uh, tell 'em, "Don't come down that one-way" (Yeah)
Pourin' up Peachtree, got me sittin' sideways
Uh, I'm still smokin' dope in my driveway (Yeah)
Five-star meals, but I might still eat Friday's
I'm with my boy, shoot you up just like fireworks
Uh, Burger King, I got it my way
And these n***as backwards like a n***a named James (Huh, yeah), but go by Semaj, ayy
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
That chopstick gon' chop you up, uh
I'm rockin' the Balenci' jacket, it's cropped (Yeah, yeah)
Lil' shawty gon' come eat me up, huh (Yeah)
She tryna come give me the sloppiest top (Yeah, oh, yeah)
All I wanted was to get money, huh (Yeah)
I had to keep going, know I didn't stop, huh (Yeah)
A real big dog, shawty, now I made my way all the way to the top (Yeah, oh, yeah)
And I'm getting so much money, these n***as hate, yeah, they tryna make this sh*t stop (Yeah, oh, yeah)
I just think it's so damn funny how these n***as hate, yeah, they wanna scoop out the pot (Yeah, oh, yeah)
My shooter, he rockin' elekes, he got a Glock and he might put your name in the pot (Uh, yeah)
Oh, yeah
Yeah
