Chopper - Intellectual

[Intro]

Two new sticks, uh, what

Two new stick

Two new

Man oh man, you should see all the kinds of friends we've got here at Foster's

Two new sticks, can't

Two new

Hurt, what it do?

What?

[Chorus]

Two new sticks, can't wait to use 'em

Gon' spin through your block, just me and my shooters

Clip hold thirty-five, he thought it was a ruler, uh, uh

Bad bitch, cougar, uh

Shooters not gon' say nothin' to you

Bitch ass nigga, you know you a loser

My brodie in traffic, we ridin', we cruisin'

Big chopstick, now these niggas, they movin'

Fifty shot pop, now the feds, they clueless

Ski mask waitin', they gon' shoot it and boot it

Heard he had dog but a nigga ain't shoot it

I don't fuck with pigs, nigga, I don't eat pork

2016, man, I had that torch

Shoot up the block, nigga, ready for war

Pour up the Wock' all in a quart

[Verse]

They lookin' for plugs, nigga, I'm the source

Go meet the plug on a motherfuckin' horse

I want a Hellcat, I want a Porsche

They playin' with the P's, we take 'em with force

Extortin' these niggas, these niggas, they dorks

That nigga he dead, stick his ass with a fork

Cap funny ass, right there nigga be lyin'

If I get involved then niggas be dyin'

If I don't hit licks than mama be cryin'

They put me in it, your brother be dyin' (Trapnanana)

Oh, you want smoke? Then your cousin, we find him

Nine times out of ten, nigga, we slidin' him

Nigga got robbed, did all that grindin'

Niggas ain't squad, these niggas be lyin'

Lame ass nigga wearin' fake designer

I'm in the jungle with apes and lions

Catch me an opp, I'ma take my time

Fire his ass up, make him eat the nine

Your beef ain't dyin' until I'm dyin'

These young niggas with me, they ready to ride

On God, nigga