ricks not chucks

No, bitch these ain't no chucks, nigga these my ricks
I'll probably pull out a strap, make a fuck nigga sit down, yeah
These niggas worried about me, they should get they bitch
Oh, 'cause she trying to fuck on the squad, 'cause she see that I'm lit now, yeah
Oh, these niggas be acting a way, these niggas be bitch
Oh, the choppa hit him in his face and then we gonna dip, oh oh oh
I never felt a type of way, that boy ain't on shit
Oh, that bitch is doing anything, doing the splits
Oh, I hit that nigga in his brain, that boy in a spliff
Oh, his bitch is already giving brain, that bitch giving spits
Oh, a nigga rocking Johnny Dang, expensive as shit
Oh, I run a hundred in a day, I'm rich then a bitch
I got my pistol cocked, I just been sipping on triss, the wok, yeah
Nigga don't snitch, be quiet
I hope you know that my niggas wilding
And your ho gonna give the top
I think of her as a bitch, a bop, yeah
If that nigga snitch, he caught
We gonna catch that nigga slipping, drop him
And I got the drip, the drop
I just been pouring the triss, the wok, yeah
I'm fucking this bitch tonight
She gonna swallow all the kids, she a topper
I feel like John Wick, uh huh
Kill a nigga, send him straight to the doctor
I'm feeling too rich, uh huh
Eating lobster, I don't even like lobster