Casino - On Me lyrics

[Chorus: T.Y.] Leave it to me Imma get the job done no problem Told my big homie I got him And if you beefing I'm beefing Thats just what it is and that's just how I'm rockin' Ain't no questions about it I'm a solid young n***a who gon' ride fo' sho I don't f** around I check that sh** right at the door Lettin' 'em know, T.Y. Son of a Gangsta I'm on my grizzly And if you looking for me Imma be in Chopper City [Verse 1: T.Y.] b**h I'm a paper chaser, block pumper Hit you once with the pump, hit you again open yo' stomach Playin' with the gang, you get your issue It's Chopper City where we tote big things Put up them lil' pistols Keep it G, gotta keep it gutta And let these n***as know this real life not social media mother f**er Anyway it go, we gettin' paid Might fly to the A for a few days and stack up some cake Friendly bobbin' nah I ain't wit' it I don't catch feelings 'cause they have you lookin' silly I think they mad 'cause they don't know how to get it Hop in the Lamb with a cold pair of model b**hes What's in my hand? A big 40 and I'm vicious with it Only thing I wanna show 'em is how to get it Real recognize real and I don't know you n***as Either you mad or you feel like I owe you n***a [Chorus: T.Y.] Leave it to me Imma get the job done no problem Told my big homie I got him And if you beefing I'm beefing Thats just what it is and that's just how I'm rockin' Ain't no questions about it I'm a solid young n***a who gon' ride fo' sho I don't f** around I check that sh** right at the door Lettin' 'em know, T.Y. Son of a Gangsta I'm on my grizzly And if you looking for me Imma be in Chopper City [Verse 2: FBG Casino] What's in my hand? A chopper, and I'm violent wit' it S double M, murder round wit' it Taliban, Kirkwood Zone 6 Everybody round me choppered up or stick I'm talking choppers, people calling cops when we pull up Gon' need the doctors, pronounced dead on the scene We totin' 223 with the beams Kirkwood we the new New Orleans Me and T.Y. blowing out a whole pound Free B.G. they took a real one from the streets We pushing old Hummers, we doin' old numbers We making millions out the street, let me show you something New wave, Taliban Free Band Chopper City boy we the new wave Lasers on the chopper, 50 round drums on the chopper Leave it to shorty [Chorus: T.Y.] Leave it to me Imma get the job done no problem Told my big homie I got him And if you beefing I'm beefing Thats just what it is and that's just how I'm rockin' Ain't no questions about it I'm a solid young n***a who gon' ride fo' sho I don't f** around I check that sh** right at the door Lettin' 'em know, T.Y. Son of a Gangsta I'm on my grizzly And if you looking for me Imma be in Chopper City