(Choppa style, chop chop, choppa style)

(Choppa style, chop chop)

She want (chop chop)

She want (chop chop)

She want (chop chop)

(She love chop chop)



If you gettin' your own money, holla (oh yeah)

You got them bottles in your section, holla (oh yeah)

If your day ones with you, holla (oh yeah)

You ain't tripping 'cause they hatin' on ya (oh yeah)



Let's get it

Ohh (Oh yeah)

Ohh (Oh yeah)

Ohh (Oh yeah)

Oh oh oh-oh oh



They like Goddamn Gotti

Boy I Googled your net worth

All them chains on, I can tell that your neck hurt

You look good in them heels but I can tell that your feet hurt

So drop down on your knees baby gimme that neck work

Double-Cs oh you're bad, ha

Oh you know you fine, ha

You blew a bag on your ass, ha

Quarter mill off that stove, huh

You off that dro, ha

Oh your momma ain't raise no hoe, ha



She want a real nigga and you not one

I want a bad bitch and I got one

Make sure, pay for it you gotta buy some

She 21 and I'm a savage I'ma try somethin'



If you gettin' your own money, holla (oh yeah)

You got them bottles in your section, holla (oh yeah)

If your day ones with you, holla (oh yeah)

You ain't tripping 'cause they hatin' on you (choppas style)



She want a real nigga and you not one

I want a bad bitch and I got one

You gon' pay for it you gon' buy some

She 21 and I'm a savage I'ma try somethin'



Montana

Choppa style, chop chop, choppa style

Choppa style, chop chop, choppa style

Choppa style, chop chop, choppa style

'Rari sittin' low, smokin' on the loud (skrt skrt)

Cool if I drop the bag off in a Uber

Catch me with the models up in Dyckman smokin' hookah (haan)

I took her from a hooptie to a Benz, ha (haan)

From the projects to the crib with a fence, ha (haan)

She double-bag f**k me with her friends, ha (haan)

Then we jump right back to that bread, ha (haan)

Choppa style, ridin' with a shotty

Two-fifty on my wrist

Tryin' to soak all my body, ha



If you gettin' your own money, holla (Montana)

You got them bottles in your section, holla (oh yeah)

If your day ones with you, holla (oh yeah)

You ain't tripping 'cause they hatin' on ya (oh yeah)



She want a real nigga and you not one

I want a bad bitch and I got one

You gon' pay for it you gon' buy some

She 21 and I'm a savage I'ma try somethin'



The beat is classic, but so am I

I really sold it out the plastic to get 'em high

She rode the dick when I was drunk, that's a DUI

Bitch swallow my kids, between you and I (you and I)

Pop pop that pussy for a rich nigga

Girl you too real for a bitch nigga

I seen you with your friend, I wanna get with you

Y'all look good together, bring your bitch with you

You get money (ha)

You a honey (ha)

Heard your homie got that loud shit

They call it Under Armor, ooh

You make it rain (ha)

That's a thunderstorm

Your real niggas with you, they your day ones (hey)



If you gettin' your own money, holla (oh yeah)

You got them bottles in your section, holla (oh yeah)

If your day ones with you, holla (oh yeah)

You ain't tripping 'cause they hatin' on ya (oh yeah)



She want a real nigga and you not one

I want a bad bitch and I got one

You gon' pay for it you gon' buy some

She 21 and I'm a savage I'ma try somethin'