Chopped

[Intro: veezuh]
I made like, I made like
I made like 30 bands
I don't need, I don't need, any new friends

[Chorus: veezuh]
Yeah, I'm wit’ the bands on top
And I'm sweeping these bitches, I feel like a mop
If you talkin' that shit, then you finna get chopped
Get done like a picture, you finna get cropped
I saw your new song, and I swear it just flopped
I get whatever, I don't care bout the cost
Naw, I'm sippin' on wock
You like to talk
But don't nobody give a damn fuck

[Verse 1: veezuh]
Naw, I don't care
Say you got money, let's compare
Might need to slow down to make this shit fair
Say you don't care, but I see that you stare
I'm goin’ up like a damn flight of some stairs
And they know that I'm next up, that's why they so scared
I got the green on me, like a lil’ pear
You is my son, no, you cannot compare
Yeah, I've been ballin’, all you hit is the air, yeah
Yeah, I know I'm in your head like a damn nightmare, yeah
Yeah, you gon’ fall behind, that shit so clear
Yeah, you gon’ fall behind, that shit so clear

[Verse 2: kishin]
Five star, that bitch tryna get piped up
Five star, Michelin, eating pasta
I’m in a Beam, you in a Mazda
Speed off with the top off
Damn, my hand keep locking up
Damn, I count up way too much
I cannot ever settle for less
She want it bad, I just want the neck
She want me back, but that’s just a ex
I stay back, collect the check
Fuck the games, ain't playin chess
Get the bag while you get pressed
Done some things that I regret
But I'll never make no amends

[Chorus: veezuh]
Yeah, I'm wit’ the bands on top
And I'm sweeping these bitches, I feel like a mop
If you talkin' that shit, then you finna get chopped
Get done like a picture, you finna get cropped
I saw your new song, and I swear it just flopped
I get whatever, I don't care bout the cost
Naw, I'm sippin' on wock
You like to talk
But don't nobody give a damn fuck