This Ain’t it Chief lyrics

[Verse 1: B. Lou]
Young n*gga got the bags, 'bout to flex
f*cking with the gang, we leave you wet
Put them VV links around my neck
Look at my time, only got patek
And we blowin’ up like a rocket
All I keep is hundreds in my pockets
Price on yo' head like a bounty
The way it's raining hundreds, it ain’t stoppin'

[Verse 2: DC The Don]
New patek on my wrist
Iced out lavish on my wrist
88 magic on my wrist
Got go-go gadget on my wrist
[?] These problems I go savage in this b*tch
[?] In this b*tch
Imma let a n*gga have it in this b*tch
Go 44 rachet in this b*tch
Oh no-no cappin' in this b*tch
Go like B-Rabbit in this b*tch
My gun go rapid in this b*tch
Uping up 6 we shoot like Lewinsky
Feel like a maverick in this b*tch
Shorty don't tip me, show me that you're keke
Far from average in this b*tch
I know you see me I'm poppin
Blowin' up and can't nobody stop it
"Who is DC?"
Why they flockin’?
"Why the f*ck is he number 1 topic?
How that boy eatin’ [?]
We was starvin' we came from the same block
We was hustlin’ and servin' the same rocks
I was with him, we bust at the same opps"
[Hook: DC The Don]
n*gga that's cap
This ain't it chief
They won’t get me
You better miss me
Before this sh*t get risky
Shut up, n*gga, [?]
b*tch go out the door
The feds are out the door
Shorty smokin' hella dope
Ice, froze
This b*tch hella cold
Jump that n*gga, jump that n*gga
Let these n*ggas know