text: DJ Slim K
  Metro in this bitch goin brazy
  ChopStars
  This that Savage Mode II: Chopped Up Not Slopped Up
  Made it out the dirt, I was head first
  A nigga used to rob, ayy, and I used to serve
  Made it out the dirt, I was head first
  A nigga used to rob, ayy, and I used to, and I used to—
  Made it out the dirt, I was head first
  A nigga used to rob, ayy, and I used to serve
  Couldnt, couldnt go to work, school was the worst
  Pussy, pussy tried to play me, ayy, put him on a shirt
  Pussy tried to play me, ayy, put him on a shirt
  Pussy tried to play me, ayy, put him on a shirt
  Lambo real fast, fell in love with cash
  Fell in love with head, ayy, I fell in love with ass
  Science, sciеnce, I was sleep, ayy, I fell in love with math
  Shе was, she was at the club, ayy, I made her take a bath
  Ayy, Im King Smoke, so I got a drum on the stick
  Gang was in there, I cant put my tongue on that shit
  He was talkin crazy til that hollow hit his lip
  Ayy, Big 4L, even the killers gettin killed
  All you see is Pateks and APs in my clique
  We got all the bottles and the hookah in the VIP
  I might, I might be a rapper, but its thirty in this clip
  Ayy, Zone 6, we get niggas buried round this bitch
  Pitbull the way I walk, way I talk
  Loose lips sink ships, yellow tape, white chalk
  Multitask, use the pistol and the fork
  Screamin, No opp left behind, nigga, we gon kill em all
  Aint no cap in my rap, aint no flaw
  You could tell it when I rap, aint no cut, this shit raw
  Cut him off if he talkin to the law
  Drac, Draco cause he quiet til he hit you in the jaw
  My lil niggas dont wanna trap, they wanna spin
  Ayy, spin, fill the choppas up, then spin again
  Free my dawg, he not ink, so why he in a pen?
  From Atlanta, not Vegas, but I still sin
  Ayy, chain like a yo-yo, ride me like a pogo
  She from out of D.C., when she fuck me, she play go-go
  Used to, used to sip lines, now a nigga sippin Fours, though
  Niggas rappin gangsta, but they really hoes, though
  Street niggas, streets dont talk, talk, but you told, though
  Rattail hangin in the hood, hood, boy, you bold bold
  We aint, we aint tryna hear bout all the bricks that you sold sold
  They dont need a badge, but them niggas still the po-po
  Focused on my bag, focused on my money
  I done had some dark days, I done had some sunny
  Niggas think they hot, I think niggas funny
  Ayy, yellow baguette, VV-VVSs look like honey
  All my diamonds pissed on, ayy, Andre Drummond
  My playa, my playa wont even pull inside the partments cause they haunted
  My dawg, my dawg couldve passed me the ball, but he punted
  Got my turn, did a onside kick, thats how Im comin
  Pitbull the way I walk, way I talk
  Loose lips sink ships, yellow tape, white chalk
  Multitask, use the pistol and the fork
  Screamin, No opp left behind, nigga, we gon kill em all
  Aint no cap in my rap, aint no flaw
  You could tell it when I rap, aint no cut, this shit raw
  Cut him off if he talkin to the law
  Im with Draco cause he quiet til he hit you in the jaw
  Multitask, use the pistol and the fork
  Screamin, No opp left behind, nigga, we gon kill em all
  Multitask, use the pistol and the fork
  Screamin, No opp left behind, nigga, we gon kill em all
  Aint no cap in my rap, aint no flaw
  You could tell it when I rap, aint no cut, this shit raw
  Cut him off if he talkin to the law
  Im with Draco cause he quiet til he hit you in the jaw
  Jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw