Chopsticks

[Chorus: 1900 Astro]
Everybody got a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
AK forty-seven my stick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick, chopstick
Everybody got a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
AK forty-seven my stick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick, chopstick

[Verse 1: Anti da Menace]
Ridin' 'round with this chop, I'm ready to cut a nigga block
Killed that boy and took his shoes, now I got blood all on my socks
Come here, we see some opps in this bitch and we shuttin' it down
That's on my mama, lil' nigga
Get all this paper and move out of town
We don't give a fuck, we gon' still try to get 'em
How many niggas gon' die? How many gon' cry?
Told you don't play with Da Menace
Before I let a pussy boy put me in the sky judge gotta give me a sentence
Come through this bitch with a Draco, leave his whole face swole
Niggas know Anti got pesos
I don't give a fuck who you hang with, fuck who you bang with
All of y'all niggas gon' die soon
I'm ahead and I really just started
Huh, I went and bought me a watch
Remember times I was tryna take a fuck nigga Carti'
Shoot his head if we think he retarded
Huh, I'm in the back of the Benz again
I'm tryna run up them dividends
Niggas already know 'bout lil' Ant
He gon' get hit then we spinnin' again

[Chorus: 1900 Astro]
Everybody got a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
AK forty-seven my stick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick, chopstick

[Verse 2: 1900 Astro]
I can shoot this bitch fast, I don't need a license
If I ain't pickin' up I was probably swipin'
I got big racks on me like I won a stipend
If you see here with me then I'm probably pipin'
If you seen her with me she a dime
So much diamonds can't even tell the time
And that bitch let me hit 'cause I'm slime
Call the jail cell, they need to free Slime
Made a stop, had to pick us a purchase
If they owe me I shoot up the church
Niggas lost it so call in a search
I could pay off my bills with my merch
I'm with Anti, I'm actin' real anti
I got blickies stashed up at the penthouse
I could run this shit up off of features
Nigga know that I came from the bleachers
I'ma put this shit on, no kizzy
Leave the Crockpot at the trap, that was busi-ni-ness
Nigga talkin' brazy, had to spin-in-in
Nigga talkin' crazy, had to spin-in-in
No, I'm never gon' stop like suspenders
For my next girl I want Kylie Jenner
I stay crossed out, I know I'm a sinner
Got the blick at the table at dinner

[Chorus: 1900 Astro]
Everybody got a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
AK forty-seven my stick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick, chopstick
Everybody got a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
AK forty-seven my stick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick, chopstick