Chauncey Billups lyrics

[Intro: BabyTron & Kasher Quon]
Marc Boomin, this you?
Shooting at the opps out the whip, might hit a
Ayy, skrrt
Kasher Quon
Let's go (Boomin need extras)

[Verse 1: BabyTron]
Shooting out the whip at the opps, might hit a bystander
Jugging hams at the Western Union, I feel like Kasher
Made her eat the di*k and she can't spend the night after
b*tch talking 'bout buy her hair? I had to eyelash her

[Verse 2: Kasher Quon]
EDD still working, you gotta bypass it
I walk around with all blue cheese, I don't like [?]
Still flashing a band and all twenties? That's light though
The last n*gga that tried to rob me was a jackrabbit

[Verse 3: BabyTron]
Moonwalking off the Runtz like I'm Mike Jackson
Crack a joke about me? Swear to God you gon' die laughing
Throw a jab at me? Swear to God you gon' diе scrapping
Percocet from China, b*tch, I'm blowed off a spikеd Fanta

[Verse 4: Kasher Quon]
I'll pour up in a Faygo, I don't like Fanta
I'll never smoke a cigarette, I don't like cancer
I told her, "We can f*ck but you can't stay the night after"
Just poured bleach on a n*gga skin, he Mike Jackson
[Verse 5: BabyTron]
.223 hit his 'fro, he got the Chauncey Billups
Hitman on a mission, got a walkie-talkie with him
Bougie lineup, really only f*ck with bossy b*tches
Double cup full of Wocky, it ain't got no coffee

[Verse 6: Kasher Quon]
I'm mad as hell at Saks, they ain't have my joggy
f*cked her off a Perc' for two hours, now she walking different
Shot him in his mouth two times, now he talking different
The first question that I asked yo b*tch is do she swallow children

[Verse 7: BabyTron]
Crackhead asked for a dub, I had to dollar bill it
I don't cap but I might be in Lids tryna cop a fitted
Crab, steak, chicken, got some lobster with it
Dawg making ten a hour up at Wendy's, washing dishes

[Verse 8: Kasher Quon]
Just shot him in the head, he went bald, that n*gga Chauncey Billups
And I scammed a old retired n*gga that look like Gary Payton
Just smacked this b*tch blunt out her hand, she smoking Swishers
My cousin got thirty-five years, he smoked a victim

[Verse 9: BabyTron]
High as hell smoking Runtz
Bought a rocket launcher, tell the opps I'm tryna blow 'em up
sh*ttyBoyz, Big B's, I'm finna throw it up
Two rappers jamming chips, I think the clerk know what's up
[Outro: BabyTron]
Huh, ayy, sh*ttyBoyz