Chopper at the Door (Remix)

Lyrics

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] My fish white, order up a salmon at the Pappadeaux The trap hot, serve you through the window or the burglar bar door Switched it out, finessed a nigga, act like I ain't know Rob who? Nigga, I serve with the chopper at the door Niggas act like I'm a rapper, niggas know how that shit go Niggas think this shit gravy, know how that shit go Triple cross beat the double cross, know how that shit go Better be glad I'm rapping, nigga If I wasn't, I'd kick your door [Verse 1: Diego Dose] I've been finessing and robbing Neiman Four Seasons my closet I should walk around with a toilet I shit everywhere and I'm sorry She said: "You a dog"; I'm like: "Probably" Don't come 'round here sniffing and fishing You [?] missing, a young nigga tripping They on them narcotics and that's how we living Bought me a 'Vette off dog food juuging OG gas, going fast for the pimping That 33 for you slow motherfuckers I can make a hundred G's, still be home before supper [Interlude: Diego Dose] Nigga Diego, Pablo [Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I serve the white and eat the grilled salmon at the Pappadeaux The trap hot, serve you through the window or the burglar bar door Switched it out, finessed a nigga, act like I ain't know Rob who? Nigga, I serve with the chopper at the door Niggas act like I'm a rapper, niggas know how that shit go Niggas think this shit gravy, know how that shit go Triple cross beat the double cross, know how that shit go Better be glad I'm rapping, nigga If I wasn't, I'd kick your door [Verse 2: MPR Tito] Play with them bricks like I'm [?] Still making plays on vacation I got more white girl than Playboy Mansion I made a stash at a vacant I need my lens like I'm a patient Stay with the gun like a motherfucking station If I run out of [?] I'ma rip off a [?] Bags in my [?], looking straight from the Bay Vixen from Vegas, she riding away Keep one in the head, I put one in her hair, ain't no other way Travelling and trafficking state to state Couldn't bust down the pocket, just serve the whole plate I got that Ricki Lake in my Bathing Ape You think that's [?] but it really ain't Four Seasons, so the number changed I [?] and go feast like the king [Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I serve the white and eat the grilled salmon at the Pappadeaux The trap hot, serve you through the window or the burglar bar door Switched it out, finessed a nigga, act like I ain't know Rob who? Nigga, I serve with the chopper at the door Niggas act like I'm a rapper, niggas know how that shit go Niggas think this shit gravy, know how that shit go Triple cross beat the double cross, know how that shit go Better be glad I'm rapping, nigga If I wasn't, I'd kick your door