(Hook)~el Chatman
Call up my phone when you ready
Flex with a mask like I’m Freddy
Shooters they flex on my side, machete, heavy my clip is too deadly
I just be flexin wit gang
I just be flexin with chain
Robbin that nigga for racks so I cash out my neck it be lookin like rain
(Verse 1)~el Chatman
Rain then I drip, drip on that bitch, call up yo bitch got the keys to my whip
Extendo on clip, extendo on hip, shot to the head make a bitch do a flip
I just be flexin with check, damn
I just be sippin on tech, ouu
I keep that Glock on my left, ayy
Lil bitch we fuck in the bed
I sold my drugs for a kilo. (Kilo)
Left that itch lost like she Nemo. (Nemo)
I beat his ass like I’m Debo. (Debo)
Talk you get shot like a free throw
Posted with crack on the D-low
Posted with crack like a segal
I run a point like a needle, damn
My weed it stink like a beetle
(Gang, gang, boh, boh, boh) ice on my neck look like rain, ayy
Shoot a nigga leave him stained, ayy
Smokin that gas like propane
Ayy, diamonds they white like cocaine, ayy
Jump on the track like a train ayy
I spent like 10 on my chain, ayy, she ride my dick like a plane, ayy
(Hook)~el Chatman
Call up my phone when you ready
Flex with a mask like I’m Freddy
Shooters they flex on my side, machete, heavy my clip is too deadly
I just be flexin wit gang
I just be flexin wit chain
Robbin that nigga for racks so I cash out my neck it be lookin like rain
(Verse 2)~ trey breeze
Shine on my wrist. (Phillipe)
Got so much money, pull up in a Jeep
Bought her some clothes cuz she cheap
Hit you one hand put a nigga to sleep
You know private jet. (I pack)
Rubber band wrap, money came in a stack
I hop on the beat with “chat”, back to the future then flex wit J-Kap
I spit on the mic now it’s fire
Pull out the Glock make it sing like a choir
I work just to build an empire
Count up the deads stack the money lil higher
The dice in my hand let it rang
The Glock on my hip, pull it outlet it bang
You know lil chat make em sang, J-Kap and Breeze we doin our thang
(Hook)~el chatman
Call of my phone when you ready
Flex with a mask like I’m Freddy
Shooters day Plex on my side, machete, heavy my clip is too deadly
I just be flexin wit gang
I just be flexin wit chain
Robbin that nigga for racks so I chasin out my neck it be lookin like rain
(Verse 3)~J-Kap
I want some rain on my wrist
I want some ice, want my neck to be frigid
Talking that shit you get hit with extensions, them bullets start flyin, ain’t talkin bout pigeons
Tool in your mouth like a dentist
Do it myself I don’t need no assistance
Fuck what you sayin, you mad cuz I’m winnin got shooters with me and they aim with precision
Shoot with the Glock waste a clip
I’m drippin, I hope you don’t slip
Kick in the door to your crib then I’m takin the cash then I jump in my whip
Leaving the cops with a mess
Wack your whole crew without breaking a sweat
Came in this bit h wit a beam on the tec, put the red to his neck tell him give me the checks
My team we flex you a peasant
That tool leave you red like an exit
Whatch how you talk in my presence, they hate for no reason, these haters pathetic
Get to the guap that’s my mission
Im ballin hard like I’m Griffon
I want some water, that rain when I walk on the door all my diamonds they glisten
(Hook 2x~el Chatman
Call up my phone when you ready
Flex wit a mask like I’m Freddy
Shooters they flex on my side, machete, heavy my clip is too deadly
I just be flexin wit gang
I just be flexin wit chain
Robbin that nigga for racks so I cash out my neck it be lookin like rain
