[Intro]
[Verse 1: Fudge Chocolate]
(yeah) I'm small but I'm street wise
Beat wise
I got swag in my Levis
I mean genes, with a G
Gucci, Armani, Versace, Bugatti
They trying to bite the swag they can't copy
I been in the game, this isn't a hobby
All y'all are fakes I am the hard copy
[Verse 2: Fudge Chocolate]
Your girl attached to me like a .jpeg
Young boy I got respect
Armani is my dress code
Your swag been getting old
Same shirt since sixth grade
Your polo, faded
Yeah man I got it
Yeah boy I made it
[Verse 3: Fudge Chocolate]
Started from the bottom half way to the middle
I'm high on the roof like I'm playing a fiddle
I laugh to the bank all you do is giggle
I make it rain all you do is drizzle (yeah)
Inching to the top little, by little
[Hook: Fudge Chocolate]
I wipe you out like a smudge
Yeah, I'm smooth like fudge chocolate
Yeah you know I'm Fudge Chocolate
Fudge chocolate
Your girl love me like fudge chocolate
Because I'm rich like fudge chocolate
Pull up in that 'Gatti
What color? Fudge chocolate
[Verse 4: Fudge Chocolate]
You need that work, I got it
Clean my room
(fudge chocolate)
Black diamonds, white diamonds, nah fudge chocolate
On my ring
Round my wrist
I'm too fly its obvious
[Verse 5: Fudge Chocolate]
Haters getting mad cus' I been had
All the stuff that they been want
But y'all haters just motivating
I'm shooting for the stars, astronauts
Astronauts they dodging bullets
Haters watch me like tourist
You know I got the purest fudge chocolate call me Charlie the OG
[Hook]