Chopsticks (intro)

[Intro]
Bitch, I'm from the Eastside where my Lamas go crazy
Lotta chopsticks choppin'
Buddha faces go insane
Spittin' fire, I'm a dragon
Flame thrower, pussy hittin'
Grindin' for my millions
Lord, I'm tired of fuckin' waitin'

[Chorus]
Let it flow, keep the summer cold
My bars like a Taliban missle, watch it blow
One things for certain, baby, two things for sure
Life's a crazy ass bitch, [?]

[Verse]
With all my Asians and my Haitians
Different eyes but same vision
I been grindin' all my life, think I'm losing all my patience
Need my money ASAP, aye, the terms and conditions
Bitch, I made myself the boss, I don't need me no permission (Bullshit)
You hatin' on my grind, but you lazy, you a l'il bitch (L'il bitch)
Hidin' in the bushes, oh, I see you, you a l'il bitch (L'il bitch)
[?], "Bow", you don't want it, l'il bitch
Watch you duckin' down, bitch, told you, you a l'il bitch
Whoa, that chickie got that flow
Fuckin' on your bitch while we jackin' all your hoes
Droppin' Hennessy for certain, [?] cocaine for sure
I used to do this shit for fun, now I get paid for sure
I'on't need no AK, so I brought a little nine
Consequences stay the same if I ever catch you lyin'
Can't change the God's will, you was only born to die
I could count it all day, still never get tire

[Chorus]
Lettin' it flow, keep the summer cold
My bars like a Taliban missle, watch it blow
One things for certain, baby, two things for sure
Life's a crazy ass bitch, [?]