Intro
(Oh, oh, oh, it's SIGH)

Chorus
I gave the chopstick to my young nigga (Chopstick), told him chip somethin' for me (Chip)
I put that chip on your skully, I'm in a Benz off muddy (Benz)
Ridin' 'round with somethin' pretty, still in the field when it's ugly (Still)
Ridin' 'round with somethin' pretty, still in the field when it's ugly (Still)
I gave that chopstick to my young nigga (Chopstick), told him chip somethin' for me (Chip)
I put that chip on your skully, I'm in a Benz off muddy (Benz)
Ridin' 'round with somethin' pretty, still in the field when it's ugly (Still)
Ridin' 'round with somethin' pretty, still in the field when it's ugly (Still)

Verse 1
We know they lyin', they don't be slidin', niggas be tucked, niggas be hidin'
I'm known for jumpin' out with that fire, I'm tryna fry a nigga, on J. Christ
Get the drop, then toss thе alley-oop to 'em, niggas got hang time
Ask 'еm why you ain't neva been for the gangland, free the main liners
Went down for like three blicks in a year, we share the same priors
We share the same suckers and they still breathin' 'cause we can't find 'em
Yeah, I seen the Cuban that he just posted, tell 'em who made diamonds
Shit ain't hittin' nothin' like mine, they rockin' fake diamonds
We be on gang timin', pull up with gang shinin'
How is you from the beach that I'm from? You ain't even stay by it
We be on gang timin', pull up with gang shinin'
How is you from the beach that I'm from? You ain't even stay by it

Chorus
I gave the chopstick to my young nigga (Chopstick), told him chip somethin' for me (Chip)
I put that chip on your skully, I'm in a Benz off muddy (Benz)
Ridin' 'round with somethin' pretty, still in the field when it's ugly (Still)
Ridin' 'round with somethin' pretty, still in the field when it's ugly (Still)
I gave that chopstick to my young nigga (Chopstick), told him chip somethin' for me (Chip)
I put that chip on your skully, I'm in a Benz off muddy (Benz)
Ridin' 'round with somethin' pretty, still in the field when it's ugly (Still)
Ridin' 'round with somethin' pretty, still in the field when it's ugly (Still)

Verse 2
I got a squad with me
Better pray to God you don't slip 'cause he got that mop with him
Nigga, swear to God, you a bitch, you never dropped nothin'
Nah, niggas ain't pop nothin'
Far as body counts you ain't got nothin'
Yeah, we out here opp huntin', we the top gunners
Lockin' in with the paisa's, shavin' the prices, told him to drop number
We call on lil' baby boo, I'm in the DM, I got the vibe number
Cybertruck on Forgi's, that's gettin' borin', I'm finna cop what?
Cybertruck on Forgi's, that's gettin' borin', I'm finna cop, mama
Back-to-back in them Europeans, you big, we finna lock summer
BBL from the back, I'm in it deep, I damn near popped rubber
Book a nigga for his pendant, we in his denims like what do you got for us
Give a fuck about a plaque, nigga, it's platinum long as the block love us

Chorus
I gave the chopstick to my young nigga (Chopstick), told him chip somethin' for me (Chip)
I put that chip on your skully, I'm in a Benz off muddy (Benz)
Ridin' 'round with somethin' pretty, still in the field when it's ugly (Still)
Ridin' 'round with somethin' pretty, still in the field when it's ugly (Oh, oh, oh, it's SIGH)
I gave that chopstick to my young nigga (Chopstick), told him chip somethin' for me (Chip)
I put that chip on your skully, I'm in a Benz off muddy (Benz)
Ridin' 'round with somethin' pretty, still in the field when it's ugly (Still)
Ridin' 'round with somethin' pretty, still in the field when it's ugly (Still)