My Team Go Freestyle

[Verse 1: Chubby Jag]
Swag right, now I got these chickens waving hi
See making money only thing better than saving lives
My cake right, late night, we be weighing pies
Fifty for the Jesus Piece, let's talk about paying ties
These niggas got to many problems, I be staying high
No I ain't hating on your hustle, I'm just saying "why"?
Cause if you talking out your lips, we get to busting holmes
Open up your muffin holmes, now you got a muffin top
We keep going, nigga making sure nothing stop
You know the motto, keep cooking till the oven pop
I'm in a white tee, retro's, historic gold
I got the heat, and my flat top, Norris Cole
Chubby, got the world shocked holmes, no taser
This new Cali nigga killing holmes, no blazer
I like all my bitches shaved, nigga no razor
I'm known for knocking down the best of them, Joe Frazier
Oh yea I'm back, I
Flat top, gold chain
Never let you hold bread, but I'd let you hold caine
Nigga really coach niggas, plus I really sold flame
Never seen a nose run, I made a fiend nose rain
If it's beef, you get smoked like B-B-Q
Fly nigga Jag, if I was you I'd try to be me to
Chubby, I had bars without the jail boy
Keys like a bellboy, how could niggas fail boy
Fuck a niggas sale boy, I just made a sale boy
Swear I'm off the meter, got a heater full of shells boy
Pounds, niggas overweight
Problems from my scale boy
Tell a niggas telling, I got goonies on your tail boy
I'm so above and beyond my nigga, Elroy
Flame going through my body nigga, Hellboy
I'm killing, I ain't trying to end up on the shelves boy
I had to put the mask on, like Kells boy
No shine on your slow grind, you a snail boy
I've been known for stacking bread till it's stale boy
I got that loud, through the baggy you can smell boy
Every time you turn around, I'm lighting up an L boy
Spare time, I'm either writing or I'm piping dames
And she really just fucking, cause she like the chain
Yea, the muscles bar, niggas writing flames
This year we taking off, Rocket shit, Dwight and James
Chubby