123!

[intro]
Yah, saintchoxpa on this set, aye, come on, lets slay this bitch

[verse]
Yeah like 1, 2, 3 bitch! that glizzy all the way
Yeah the shawty that plays with my heart then restarts like a game
Yeah them fools that laugh cos they believe you'll never reach that fame
Even though my bank got more digits inside than all their names

Yeah like 1, 2, 3 bitch! That 40 has that kick (grrah)
Yeah you suck ups think you cool, your ranks were earned from sucking dicks
Try tell the truth to someone and that nigga will have a fit
Chop ain't holy or a saint but its up for giving licks

I got the AK and grizzly - I'm thinking which one? (which one)
That choppa bullets go hit you – size of a great plum (great plum)
That 30's bullets fall heavy like a spirit bomb (spirit bomb)
Saintchops go ultra, bars mystic like goku's real son

Gancini buckle gleaming just like my left wrist
My bro's bro's roli a bust down the size of a fist
Don't't fuck wit none of these hoes cos they all cat-fished
Saintchops on road flexing heavy like a young maverick

Sorry nigga I don't speak broke I jus' speak notes
If a nigga has a problem with that he will see ghosts (grrah pow pow pow)
If they try aim at the gang – light him to a burnt toast
You gotta change your keeper cos our shoota's don't hit the post

I'm not in new York but I'm still rocking in that DK
I spent a K on my new bae cos she got looks like KimK
You mad aye, cos i'm too bad aye, you thots real sad aye (aye)
Glad you haters hate cos that's the only thing you have aye (yeah, yeah)

Yeah like 1, 2, 3! turned that audi to a BM
Opps ride out in the morning, choppa sprays them in the PM (grrah pow pow pow)
Can't see ‘em, but I can't stand them, they make me see red
Choppa end you like a book – last words to you were “the end”

[outro]
*laughing* aye Tyrone… play that shit back