Chopper City

(Mommy, Indian got them beats) (I got Hitman on the beat) (Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat) Draco, dare to hit me, you got a fifty (Top, mm, mm-mm) Bitch, we sticked up, it's chopper city, yeah (mm, mm-mm) Look here, felon walkin' with that felony Gang ties, that's cold case We gon' kill a bitch, steppin' red for shit I say put the bitch up in rotation Four stamps, that's four faces Gas bags, that's border bases Russian Cake, that's Canada probably We gon' make the drop where it go the safest Keep it real, fake it 'til you make it They be that bitch nigga that's hatin' Distributin', call it penetratin' Take off your mind, clean up what you thinkin' Dirty money stashin', call it bankin' Murder for position, call it rankin' Cold killer steppers 'round me nameless Dog killin', NBA ain't no 'tainment Sippin' drank meetin' 'bout the case Buy the smoke by the block if it's hard Catch you slippin', slang that stick at the yard Behind this business, we be takin' it far Deal 'em out, we be dishin' our cards Bad bitch hit the road with that boy Got it out front row with that stick Bang out toe to toe with that rod Rich nigga, Helter Skelter shit Mugged up while the bezel glist (what up?) Doped up, need another fix I don't know where the fuck his mind went Big bank, get your head popped Bitch, you know how them times spent Ridin' 'round at the double risk All night tryna slime shit Draco, dare to hit me, you got a fifty (you got a fifty, nigga? Top, mm, mm-mm) Bitch, we sticked up, it's chopper city (it's chopper city on the northside, nigga), yeah (mm, mm-mm) Clip full, drivin' fast, tryna move a whole thing (mm, mm-mm) Bitch nigga steady tryna show stop, it's a dirty game He gon' lose his brain (mm, mm-mm) Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Either one can take a two, that's what my cousin Meechie say But we could pull about five, I'm talkin' five, that's just by either way Five million for my album, that's an easy bank Said you need a thousand for that bezel Shit, what my nigga Jay Beezy say? Nigga, cop that Two hundred for my chain, them niggas gon' watch that Told my youngin when he get that 'Vette them hoes gon' jock that Nigga, you a hot mess Lotta thousands laid on my chest, I'm talkin' no vest Public housin', we where the smoke at, I got it potent Talkin' millions, I had that Maybach 'fore I was four in Get that drank just for the relax, nigga gotta pour a four in One watch, that's three bands Rob the jeweler, still callin' Crank the window, nothin' but claws in Bullets burn, give you a raw tan Draco, dare to hit me, you got a fifty (Top, mm, mm-mm) Bitch, we sticked up, it's chopper city (sticked up it's chopper city), yeah (mm, mm-mm) (Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat) Clip full, drivin' fast, tryna move a whole thing (whole thing, mm, mm-mm) Bitch nigga steady tryna show stop, it's a dirty game He gon' lose his brain (lose his fuckin' brain, mm, mm-mm) Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh