Chop a Brick (Sad Rockstar)

Intro Yeah LeeBoy on the track Yeah we in this bitch high as hell you know Good kush bluntsgoodgoodRaw’s good Woods Allthat shit man It’s the king I turnthey ass up Trap trap trap   Chorus Chop a brick chop a brick bitch Im water whippin Run up on him 33 shoot him Scottie Pippen I been ballin pull up pull up in Bugatti engines All these bitches on my dick they know that Im different Yuh Chop a brick chop a brick bitch Im water whippin Trap trap trap Get his ass 33 feel like Scottie Pippen huh yeah Bitch Im the man you know how Im livin huh yeah Stackin all this guap to the fuckin ceiling LeeBoy on the track   Verse 1 Yeah ayy Stack my guala my hand on my choppa huh yeah Want no problems huh I came from the bottom huh yeah Whippin alone in that kitchen You know thats how young niggas livin huh yeah Run up on me then I kill him I swear that my hand on my Smith and huh yeah Roll up a doobie huh Bitch she gon throw me that booty huh I get all up in that coochie huh She sucking all through my Louis huh yeah Thats how it go woah I fuck your bitch at my show huh That bitch in love with my glow huh I told her I already know yeah Look at my wrist look at my wrist Im gon whip it yeah Jesse white on my brit how I flip it yeah Fuck your bitch pop a xan I forget it yeah All these hoes suck my dick cause Im gifted yeah LeeBoy on the track Chorus Chop a brick chop a brick bitch Im water whippin Trap Run up on him 33 shoot him Scottie Pippen I been ballin pull up pull up in Bugatti engines All these bitches on my dick they know that Im different Chop a brick chop a brick bitch Im water whippin Trap trap trap Get his ass 33 feel like Scottie Pippen Bitch Im the man you know how Im livin huh yeah Stackin all this guap to the fuckin ceiling Huh   Verse 2 I got them bricks for sell I got them bricks for sell yeah huh I got yo bitch for sell I got yo bitch for sell yeah huh Young nigga trappin still Im in the kitchen Im still water whippin huh Dont give a fuck about niggas or bitches Im too busy flippin them chickens huh Gun on my waist I put that gun to yo safe Hop in my Wraith huh Need that cash out yo safe Run up on me then Im shoot and aint nobody safe uhhuh Run up on me then Im shootin yeah I got my hand on my Ruger yeah That clip gon like a ruler yeah Versace on me like medusa yeah Outro Huh yeah huh Yeah huh Versace on me like medusa uhhuh My clip be long like a ruler yeah huh Huh yeah huh yeah huh Versace on me like medusa uhhuh You run up on me then I shoot ya