Chop It Up

Well alright

[Chorus]
I get money with the fam less they have
Guess I am
Close hoes guzzling
Boffo ball licking
We chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
Chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
We chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
Chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah oh yeah)
Loyalty above all
Yea be for one phone call
And these hoes we don't love y'all
Can I get a real nigga roll call? (Ayyh)
We chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
Chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
We chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
We chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah oh yeah)

[Verse 1: Demetrius & Julius & Dice & Kenny]
Chop it up chop it up chop it up (ayh)
That pussy taste like a tropical popsicle that pussy taste like a Pineapple (ayh)
That's what she say when we chop chop chop it up
I just wanna get up in that little bitty kitty cat here kitty kitty let
Me see if I can fit in that
Shoot my shot in a minute I be hitting that baby girl it's like a put a Clip up in a mini mac
Yeah yeah yes sir
Hit one club then I hit the next club
I feel good like I just got a clean bill of health from my check-up got a fresh cut and a check cut
Ex check cut yea cut checks record another cut that's a cut check
Me and my niggas been making rap money we ain't made enough Yet so we ain't giving up yet
If you ain't talking making mad paper you ain't speaking my Language better get a translator
That's that gay shit you prolly be a trans later you're confuse you Prolly a fan and hater
Just give a minute with Kenny up in it this nigga finna give you a Feeling as if he invented
Confidence 'cause I'm the shit I said it I meant it I'm mentally Vicious so I can only picture me winning inconsired

[Bridge]
So long give a damn
Talking business? Hit my gram
We can chop chop chop it up (yeah)
Chop chop chop it up
Split the swisher in my hand
Then I'm finna get the gram
We gon' chop chop chop it up (yeah)
Chop chop chop it up (yuh)

[Chorus]
I get money with the fam less they have
Guess I'am
Close hoes guzzling
Boffo ball licking
We chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
Chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
We chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
Chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah oh yeah)
Loyalty above all
Yea be for one phone call
And these hoes we don't love y'all
Can I get a real nigga roll call? (Ayyh)
We chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
Chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
We chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
We chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah oh yeah)

[Verse 2: Julius & KXNG Crooked & Demetrius]
Oh yeah chop chop chopping it up
When I holla 'bout a dollar they come holler at us
My squad on the go get top on the low that's secret service like Obama with us
I'm cool as a glass of ice water if she fly I'ma hit it fly swatter
In a venus flytrap that's how I caught her when I think about a thot Nigga I thought her
Yea I walk in the room and move the whole building I wrote songs For niggas who sold millions
Escaped the jail cell and dope dealing sky's the limit I got no Ceiling
Yea sky's the limit I never devised the image or invented lies realize I'm the realest
I never hide my feelings I write the illest describe my lyricist like geist, time and spirits
And I call it like I saw It even as an alcoholic I was still balling Picture me and Tiffany in Italy I'm walking twenty thousand on my Neck putting haters in the coffin (woah)
Oh haters in the coffin yo now we finna vacation where Ross live Yo
In a minute I be calling up the Family niggas balling in Miami like playing for the Dolphins oh
Playing for the Dolphins offence offensive lines yep we all shit Talking
Oxymoron you can find me lost in the wind with your ex yep we Lines we crossing
Told y'all told y'all real nigga roll call
Deme Kenny and Julius truly is the GOAT's y'all Andrew and Domicick gods of this rhyming shit
And we kinda lit when we chop chop chopping it up!

[Chorus]
I get money with the fam less they have
Guess I'am
Close hoes guzzling
Boffo ball licking
We chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
Chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
We chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
Chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah oh yeah)
Loyalty above all
Yea be for one phone call
And these hoes we don't love y'all
Can I get a real nigga roll call? (Ayyh)
We chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
Chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
We chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah)
We chop chop chop it up (Oh yeah oh yeah)