[Intro]

(What's good, Shredder?)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

(Henney Major, you going crazy)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

(Flynno, that's crazy)

[Chorus]

Ride with that chopper, this shit gon' get hectic

Pussy nigga, man, he really been flexing

Stripping they pockets and leaving 'em naked

Fuzzy just did all this shit on my necklace

Locked in that cell but it felt like a blessing

Bad decision, it gon' turn to a lesson

Rappers be talking 'bout shit they ain't did

I got that chopper, load up and get it

Bitches be tripping, that ho washed away

Doctor prescribеd me some more of thе meds

I got some problems, this shit in my head

You saw my lifestyle, I could've been dead

Some of these demons I got, they been dead

Traumatized, made me not sleep in the bed

Say he want smoke, I'ma light it and spread

Can't beef with no nigga, my opps is dead

[Verse]

Chopper gon' chop up his house, clean the block

Pussy nigga, man, they know how I rock

Homixide Gang, bet they gon' slide in the box

Pull up right on him, dropping the top

Rap niggas clones, get hit with that Glock

They gotta free Lil Tim and [?]

GPS tracker, get stamped with that box

Homixide Gang, knock off his top

Get in a spot with some bands in the clock

Set up the cameras and watch out for narcs

Watch for them niggas who circle the block

We don't say chopper no more, they some mops

Young nigga hop out like Jack In The Box

Roll up a backwood, I call it an opp

You don't want smoke with the Problem, just stop

I'm feeling like Gotti, [?], he got dropped

[Chorus]

Ride with that chopper, this shit gon' get hectic

Pussy nigga, man, he really been flexing

Stripping they pockets and leaving 'em naked

Fuzzy just did all this shit on my necklace

Locked in that cell but it felt like a blessing

Bad decision, it gon' turn to a lesson

Rappers be talking 'bout shit they ain't did

I got that chopper, load up and get it

Bitches be tripping, that ho washed away

Doctor prescribed me some more of the meds

I got some problems, this shit in my head

You saw my lifestyle, I could've been dead

Some of these demons I got, they been dead

Traumatized, made me not sleep in the bed

Say he want smoke, I'ma light it and spread

Can't beef with no nigga, my opps is dead