Chicago

Lyrics

[Intro] JoJo, Jo Let's get it! Let's get it! Motherfuckers already know how we coming, Man My squad, we in the front. A'ight! Brrat! Haha! Niggas snakes, so you better watch who you trust... Same nigga you kick it with, same nigga'll get you fucked up, for real... But I ain't with that tricky shit I'm smoking dope, real dope, yeah, that sticky shit [Verse] You don't want no smoke, you don't want no static Smoke a lot of dope, I'll lay a goofy down 'cause I show him that ratchet Always keep a pole and my niggas gon' blow 'cause we do no lacking Yeah, my shorties go, they gon' roll on your squad, dump a body, closed casket, you know how it go... Bitch, I'm riding around and I'm flexing, catch a opp, then I check him Red dots, we do head shots, so if you make it through, that's a blessing 'Cause I'm always shooting to kill In the field, this shit real If you on the block and you ain't from the block, then you get popped just like a pill Got a foreign chick and she blowing, she sucked me good like porn She want some serious shit like a relationship, so I told that bitch I ain't going You a basic thot, no flexing, so all I want is your neck If you ain't with the shit, then I'm bailing, bitch – in that order, I'm going I say, "Fuck them Other niggas" 'cause I'm down for my niggas Got some shooters on command and they gon' come through pulling triggers All I smoke is Loud, so if it's Mid, don't pass that shit to me Getting brain from a thot, the shit it give me energy Free all of my niggas, R-I-P to all my hittas Got amigos catching bodies, kicking doors like it's karate 30-shots erase his face, like I made a bad mistake All I see is dollar signs, so if you broke, stay out my place If you ain't struggle with a nigga, don't approach me when I make it Got some day one niggas rockin' with me every day And they arrogant as fuck, never scared to hit a stain Sending shots, hit his brain, in my city, it ain't safe Niggas dying every day for that bag, we don't play If I got to rob a nigga, call my Squad, get it out the way Smokin' dope, sellin' coke, servin' junkies all-day This money shit to me nothing, throwing bands at a bitch If you lacking while it's cracking, grab my AK, start to blasting Have him bailing through the lots like a 40-yard dash I'm in the front, you niggas last, tell them fuck niggas to catch up 30 like a super soaker, don't fuck around and get wet up You a goofy-ass nigga tryin' to flex for a bitch You a pussy-ass nigga, you ain't never did hits Ain't no mercy for a thot, I'll up the pole on a bitch She don't get no specialty, man, let her have the whole clip You ain't in my bracket, nigga, look at all of this shit I say, "Check all of the stats," motherfucker, I'm winning Stepped up in this rap game and all you fuck niggas finished Five-hundred for a feature, hit me up when you get it