Chop Suey

Lyrics

[Intro] (I got exotic pack) [Verse 1: StanWill & Drego] Huh, let him say it's on the floor, leave his carpet red AR with the telescope attached, bitch, we target heads Thought he was scorin' on our block, left him parked instead (Left him parked instead) Dog Shit Militia, bitch, we bite, all that barkin' dead (Boy) If we up these chopsticks, doggy chop suey (Doggy chop suey) My baby playin' with that Brian, but he not Stewie (But he not Stewie) Ain't no squares around Militia 'less we rock Louis Probably see a pig fly the day you hear my opps blew mе She like, "What you sippin'? Boy, your pop gooey" (Ah) Rеachin' for my ice, I'm finna FOX 2 him (Baow, baow, baow) Pulled up with a cannon, we ain't shot movies (We ain't shot movies) We could build a house around this bitch, my babies got toolies Pull up with that fucker, bada-boom, bada-baow (Bada-baow) Quick to blow that whistle, we catch dude out of bounds (Catch dude out of bounds) Ain't no pedigree, but unc' had food on the 'Hound I'm ridin' foreign through the trenches, finna zoom through the mound (Man) [Verse 2: Drego] He heard his mans got hit, damn near threw in the towel (Damn near threw in the towel) I should work for U-Haul the way I'm movin' it out (Way I'm movin' it out) Make a wrong move and we shootin' it out (And we shootin' it out) If we talkin' pill flips, then I'm movin' the thous Got the scope on the uh, let me look through the peephole (Look through the peephole) It's my way or the highway, man, I feel like Carlito (I feel like Carlito) In Miami with the dolphins like I'm Dan Marino (Like I'm Dan Marino) In '017, was sellin' brown like I'm Nino (Boy) That was 'fore the fetty hit (Uh), now I got fetty bricks She ask me how I like my head, messy, bitch Don't call me on no petty shit, I'm too busy takin' risks (Yeah) You see him around me, he probably sell some shit (He probably sell some shit) Call me Bob the Builder, I'll nail a bitch (I'll nail a, mwah) I don't give a fuck, I'll mail a brick (I'll mail a brick) Ayy, I don't give a fuck, I'll do a hit (I'll do a hit) Shit, if that bankroll right, I'll pull up to his crib [Verse 3: StanWill & Drego] Hammer on me, drillin' hoes, where my hardhat? (Boy, mwah) Your ho on me for my cheese, I don't harbor rats (I don't harbor rats) Bitch, I hoard racks Aimin' green beams at the red light, we catch him out and get his car fapped (Baow, baow, baow) [Verse 4: Drego] The head was good, now, baby, arch your back (Baby, arch your back) Goddamn, she work the wood like a lumberjack (Like a lumberjack) The girl Luka Dončić way his jumper wet (Boy, way his jumper wet) Can't put it in a safe, it ain't a hundred racks (Ain't a hundred racks) [Verse 5: StanWill] Leavin' outta Hutchy with my Datejust bust (Uh) Keep a couple blickies on me, if you play, one bust (Bitch) Nah, for real, link Cuban, but my bitch Puerto Rican (My bitch Puerto Rican) What the fuck I look like fightin'? They make blicks for a reason (They make blicks for a reason) [Verse 6: Drego] What the fuck I look like beefin'? Niggas sing like Aretha (Niggas sing like Aretha) Ridin' 'round, makin' plays, gettin' head from an eater (Gettin' head from an eater) Don't ask me why I'm in your town, I'm here for a reason (I'm here for a reason) I move the bag fast, I'll be gone by the weekend (I'll be gone by the weekend)