almighty jay – chopsticks pt 2 lyrics
[intro: jace!]
ayy, b+tch, gang
ayy, gang, ayy
go, grr+rr
go, go, go, go, go, go
[chorus: jace!]
young n+gga, i’m flexin’ and i’m still gettin’ this money
we gon’ hop out [?], up them lighters, let him hold a hunnid
he don’t like that, get yo’ pipe back
could get yo’ life back
[?], case is guaranteed that he gon’ fight that
[verse 1: jace!]
where yo’ bag at? where yo’ strap at? n+gga, baghdad
we ain’t bumpin’ yo’ mixtape, you should’ve scr+pped that
okay, okay, n+gga, it’s just me and jay
b+tch, we go way back
.44 bulldog’s, sh+t like a ‘pit, it make him stay back
pop out with that gen, we let it hit, then we get in the wind
2 glock’s, them hoes twins, we let it spark ’em, like a twinny+twin
i know n+ggas on ten, they get quick money, load up that bin (gang)
not from florida, out in texas, but we catch him, spin that bin (b+tch, ayy)
she like, who them n+ggas gettin’ all that money?
she let me crack that until her back crack, and then i pass that
gettin’ money since the old days, b+tch, i’m pass that
baby, you know i been okay, why you ask that?
[chorus: jace!]
young n+gga, i’m flexin’ and i’m still gettin’ this money
we gon’ hop out [?], up them lighters, let him hold a hunnid
he don’t like that, get yo’ pipe back
could get yo’ life back
[?], case is guaranteed that he gon’ fight that
[verse 2: jay!]
(gang, gang)
these n+ggas thought that i changed
i stayed the same, i still keep rods, b+tch
every time these n+ggas see us pull up (skrrt), they know we spark sh+t (grrah)
the only thing my choppa say is, “frrah, frrah”
ain’t gotta talk sh+t (gang)
when she see me pull out that bankroll, she was like, “aw, sh+t”
dro+drop+top (drop+top), i let my jewelry hang (i let my jewelry hang)
broke n+ggas shop on pandabuy, i went to johnny dang
she a bad b+tch, i’m tryna bag that, god d+mn, her ass fat
still got my chopstick, and it’s still shootin’ like it’s baghdad (grrah)
[chorus: jace!]
young n+gga, i’m flexin’ and i’m still gettin’ this money
we gon’ hop out [?], up them lighters, let him hold a hunnid
he don’t like that, get yo’ pipe back
could get yo’ life back
[?], case is guaranteed that he gon’ fight that
[verse 3: jay!]
smokin’ cookie blunts out the cookie jar, and we don’t match that (match that)
don’t dm me yo’ mixtape, ’cause i’m gon’ trash that (trash that)
bad b+tch, she look like coi leray, i’m tryna smash that
still got my chopstick, and it’s still shootin’ like it’s baghdad (grrah)
[outro: jay!]
whatchu+whatchu, gang, gang (ayy, ayy)
whatchu+whatchu, gang, gang (ayy, ayy)
gang, gang, gang
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