On Me - T.Y., Fbg Casino

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 nigga who gon' ride fo' sho

I don’t fuck around I check that shit 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

Bitch 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 niggas know this real life not social media mother fucker

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 bitches

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 niggas

Either you mad or you feel like I owe you nigga

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 nigga who gon' ride fo' sho

I don’t fuck around I check that shit 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

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

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 nigga who gon' ride fo' sho

I don’t fuck around I check that shit 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