White Chalk lyrics

[Chorus]
Ayy, I told baby, "I be to the neck," I'm in this two-seat
Real n*gga, yeah, I'm 'bout a check, yeah, I get blue cheese
We gotta get a bag, I swear to God, or you gon' lose me
I bought guns for n*ggas who might never even use 'em
Rearrange a f*ck n*gga face and we had two chops
Slither up, make him get low, you hear that boom bap
Hella guns, nah, this sh*t ain't over, we got two stops
Social thugs, every other day we got a new opp

[Verse]
Make a f*ck n*gga crash his whip when we on 580
Catch up, 'cause I done threw more touchdowns than Tom Brady
Two cups and I just sipped a four, b*tch, I am not lazy
How the f*ck you blowin' up my phone and you did not pay me?
The last b*tch had to send me five, that's a down payment
Physical therapy for suckers, he at outpatient
Told baby, "I come with a bag, that's some foundation"
I heard you on that black-and-white, boy, you a Dalmatian
And, ayy, and we don't talk about it, that's what the b*tch do
I told 'em, "Load up, we finna skip through"
I swear to God, I had a pistol if I skipped school
This n*gga tryna post a ten like that's big news
I heard you n*ggas f*ckin' b*tches that got big shoes
She mad I ain't throwin dollars, I got big blues
And n*gga, we don't do no mentions, we'll skip dude
Like, they ain't with it, but that's family, we on them too
Ayy, just hit a n*gga for some P's at the pop-up
These b*tches f*ckin' with them suckers, get a drop up
Ayy, gang task on our di*k, they can't stop us
Ayy, let me jump up out the whip, I could stomp up
b*tch, throw some sixes on my whip like a Tonka
I got her chewin' on this di*k like some Mambas
b*tch n*ggas know I keep juice, this ain't Jamba
Clown me and my b*tch with the sh*t, Casablanca
[Chorus]
Ayy, I told baby, "I be to the neck," I'm in this two-seat
Real n*gga, yeah, I'm 'bout a check, yeah, I get blue cheese
We gotta get a bag, I swear to God, or you gon' lose me
I bought guns for n*ggas who might never even use 'em
Rearrange a f*ck n*gga face and we had two chops
Slither up, make him get low, you hear that boom bap
Hella guns, nah, this sh*t ain't over, we got two stops
Social thugs, every other day we got a new opp

[Outro]
We on them too
Ayy, just hit a n*gga for some P's at the pop-up
These b*tches f*ckin' with them suckers, get a drop up
Ayy, gang task on our di*k, they can't stop us
Ayy, let me jump up out the whip, 'cause I could stomp up