Chaos

[Intro]
Comin' through your hood, blowin' up every street

[Chorus]
On ends right now, bitch, I'm chasin' this paper (What?)
Walk in his house, kill a opp, Sean Taylor (Baow)
Don't be like S— he was cryin' for the neighbors
Gun to his head, he gon' turn into a dancer (Striker Radio)
Geekin' for smoke, man, he askin' for cancer
Get in that car, why the fuck is you postin'?
Speakin' on Blu, now your lil' man roasted
I walk in the spot, man, a young nigga loaded
Type on the net, I'ma fuck up your day
Bangin' all night, nigga, play after play (Baow)
Shit, Seals to the 9, just me and Yung Ten
Causin' more chaos, I feel like I'm Ken (What?)
Playin' my phone, man, I'm waitin' for a call
It's a war on the West, SmackDown vs Raw
You know what they say when a nigga gettin' money
You know what they—

[Post-Chorus]
We ballin', we ballin', we ballin', get money (Baow)
Shot callers, shot callers, shot callers, we on that (Uh)
Drop buckets, drop buckets, drop buckets, they all dead (Baow)
Drop buckets, drop buckets, drop buckets, they all dead (Baow)

[Verse]
Shit TooManyStrikers, we been on that blow (Been on that)
He dumb, he gon' settle for a ho
In the spot it's just me and Jo-Boof (Me and Jo)
Free the 6, man, I'm missin' my troops
Play thing and his dumbass went "Poof"
He gon' die, keep sippin' that flu (What?)
Indy really my heart, that's my boo
Bust 12 like I'm playin' The Crew

[Chorus]
On ends right now, bitch, I'm chasin' this paper (What?)
Walk in his house, kill a opp, Sean Taylor (What?)
Don't be like S— he was cryin' for the neighbors (He was cryin' for what?)
Gun to his head, he gon' turn into a dancer
Geekin' for smoke, man, he askin' for cancer (What?)
Get in that car, why the fuck would you post her?
Speakin' on Blu, now your lil' man roasted
I walk in the spot, man, a young nigga loaded
Type on the net, I'ma fuck up your day (I'ma— I'ma really)
Bang it all night, nigga, play after play (Baow)
Shit, Seals to the 9, just me and Yung Ten (Shit, Seals to the what?)
Causin' more chaos, I feel like I'm Ken
Playin' my phone, man, I'm waitin' for a call
It's a war on the West, SmackDown vs Raw (It's a war on the West)
You know what they say when a nigga gettin' money (Tally up, nigga)
You know what they— (Baow)

[Post-Chorus]
We ballin', we ballin', we ballin', get money (Oh, yeah)
Shot callers, shot callers, shot callers, we on that (Comin' through your hood, blowin' up every street)
Drop buckets, drop buckets, drop buckets, they all dead (Slime, slime, slime, slime)
Drop buckets, drop buckets, drop buckets, they all dead (Phew)