[Chorus, Kell]
Goddamn I got the chopper
Goddamn I got the whip
Goddamn it's the coppers
And they know I'm with the sh**
Goddamn I feel amazing
Goddamn I'm feeling this
Goddamn I got the liquor
And I wash it down with Brisk
[Hook, Saek]
Aye, aye, I be chillin' with myself
Aye, aye, got the gat up on the shelf
Aye, aye, now don't be f**ing with my wealth dog
Aye, 'cause that's just f**ing with yourself
[Kell]
Been this way since a youngin', never act hard
The loud annoying kid, pops was pushing crank backyard
Where he had the set up, he would send me letters
From the big pen, know my momma wouldn't let up
Working day and night, and I was f**ing with that lighter
Was the bully in school, the kid to fight ya
On the playground, b**h stay down
Now I'm f**in' with the liquor, vomit stay down
I'm on my 9-5, drinking energy
Just to stay alive, f** my memory
I've been on d** to keep my head in place
Face feeling' fat because I drink, chase
Liquor with Brisk, I like my Iced Tea
With the 'quila, feel amazing, bump the
Keys to my Chevy like my scratched up throat
If you don't feel this heavy, you don't feel this dope
[Chorus, Kell]
Goddamn I got the chopper
Goddamn I got the whip
Goddamn it's the coppers
And they know I'm with the sh**
Goddamn I feel amazing
Goddamn I'm feeling this
Goddamn I got the liquor
And I wash it down with Brisk
[Hook, Saek]
Aye, aye, I be chillin' with myself
Aye, aye, got the gat up on the shelf
Aye, aye, now don't be f**ing with my wealth dog
Aye, 'cause that's just f**ing with yourself
[Zaeko]
Overdosin with salt in the ocean
Piss colored, out castin malt liquor in your fridge
So please kiss him later, no, I think he left a note
‘Cuz your nose still potent, know his potion gotta go
Acid trip, caught him slippin in the street
Lies drip drop tripping' up on moonlit feet
Look back like Orpheus, Love k**ed the king
Got my porridge in storage like the bears got keen
His demeanor is hunched over, purple lean
Paradoxic, oxymoronic, a little green
The way you don't want, a little too much on it
Yes, got it in my pocket, locked tight and ironic
I'mma talk how I want to, Do it how my mama do
It isn't how she want me to, cuz I'm a bit neurotical
Feet bathe in my sunlit path
I'mma grow old and whither still won't look back
[Chorus, Kell]
Goddamn I got the chopper
Goddamn I got the whip
Goddamn it's the coppers
And they know I'm with the sh**
Goddamn I feel amazing
Goddamn I'm feeling this
Goddamn I got the liquor
And I wash it down with Brisk
[Hook, Saek]
Aye, aye, I be chillin' with myself
Aye, aye, got the gat up on the shelf
Aye, aye, now don't be f**ing with my wealth dog
Aye, 'cause that's just f**ing with yourself