Chapel Hill Heists lyrics

[Intro]
They think in a game 7, you're not gonna get f*cking eighteen points
They don't think you're gonna get eight rebounds
These guys don't know sh*t about me
What the f*ck do they do?
Doesn't that make you wanna f*cking kill them?
Doesn't that make you wanna say "f*ck you for doubting me"?

[Verse]
Uh
I got thirty-eight Percs in my pocket, I need to stop it
Rocks in my socks, cops like, "This is not you in this wallet'
Molly rock, molly rock make a college hottie body rock
Gon' get the best top of her twenties tonight, man, yeah
Meet me at the house on Hickory road top
Just bounce if you try f*cking me over, I got n*ggas watching the roads
Tape across the mouths of your tiny little soldiers
n*ggas think that's snow, no, that's coke built up
I built this sh*t brick by brick, floor built up
Man, 7.62 bullets are like middle fingers
b*tch, I'm shooting Birds
These n*ggas know I'm King of the Hill
Dammit, Bobby, what's the word?
This b*tch think I'm king of the pills
Runnin' plays like John Madden
Fake family, a station wagon goin' state to state
Here to Staten
Look at that sh*t, son, that's the Grand Canyon
I'm a damn bandit
Can't keep no companion
Some nights I breach mansions
Kick my feet up, really rap it
One time a n*gga was home
I had to, MMMbop him like a damn Hanson
n*gga, flip the switch
I'm in that b*tch waitin' like Chris Hansen
Oh, arms crossed but look at this appointment
Like n*gga, who mad son?
Crossed a lot like AND1 'til my mans with the van come
Do what you will with the fam'
'Cause we do not take no ransoms
[Outro]
My b*tch thicker than yours
My guns bigger than yours
n*gga, my goons bigger than yours
I talk better than you
I hustle better
I think of the dollar quicker than you
I talk better, I walk better
My shoes fit me better
I get paid more than you