Chopsticks

Intro: YBN Almighty Jay Oh, gang, gang, gang gang, gang, gang Whatchu-whatchu, gang, gang, ayy gang, gang YBN, gang, gang, gang ForeignGotEm ForeignGotEm Chorus: YBN Almighty Jay I got a chopstick, a FN, and the Draco hold a 100 Draco hold a 100 Got a shooter in a booth with me like he goin' huntin' like he goin' huntin' She like who them YBN niggas Why they always stuntin why they always stuntin' Where yo' bag at Where yo' cash at Boy, you frontin' uh Smokin' cookie blunts out the cookie jar, and we don't match that gang, gang Don't leave me yo' mixtape 'cause I'm gon' trash that gang, gang, gang Bad yellow bitch, she back it up, I tell her, bag back bag back I love my chopstick, that bitch be shootin' like it's Baghdad grrah, ooh Verse 1: YBN Almighty Jay Oh, you want beef with the gang You niggas lame, I put that on God, bitch Everywhere you see us at it's gang, gang, we be on that squad shit gang, gang, gang, gang The only thing my choppa say is bang, bang, it be on that odd shit When they see us pull up in them foreigns skrrt, they be like, aw shit aw shit Dro-drop-top dro-drop-top, I let my money rain I let my money rain All this money comin' in, look like a money train look like a money train, bitch Bad bitch bad bitch, and she hella thick and she hella thick, yeah The way she throw it back, it drive me insane Chorus: YBN Almighty Jay I got a chopstick, a FN, and the Draco hold a 100 Draco hold a 100 Got a shooter in a booth with me like he goin' huntin' like he goin' huntin' She like who them YBN niggas Why they always stuntin why they always stuntin' Where yo' bag at Where yo' cash at Boy, you frontin' uh Smokin' cookie blunts out the cookie jar, and we don't match that gang, gang Don't leave me yo' mixtape 'cause I'm gon' trash that gang, gang, gang Bad yellow bitch, she back it up, I tell her, bag back bag back I love my chopstick, that bitch be shootin' like it's Baghdad grrah, ooh Verse 2: YBN Almighty Jay Niggas sneak dissin' but they won't pull up, they just talk shit grrah Call up Day-Day, you'd think he teach kung fu, the way he chop shit gang, gang, ooh Cut off niggas 'cause they switched up, and got on that opp shit skrrt, ooh YBN, bitch, gang, gang, gang, come get with the movement gang, gang, ooh Ba-Backwoods Ba-Backwoods, stuffed like backpacks stuffed like backpacks Daylen my brother, If you touch him, then you gettin' whacked grrah, grrah Niggas want features, If that shit suck, then you gettin' taxed on sight I rock designer don't give a fuck if that shit mismatched gang, gang Chorus: YBN Almighty Jay I got a chopstick, a FN, and the Draco hold a 100 Draco hold a 100 Got a shooter in a booth with me like he goin' huntin' like he goin' huntin' She like who them YBN niggas Why they always stuntin why they always stuntin' Where yo' bag at Where yo' cash at Boy, you frontin' uh Smokin' cookie blunts out the cookie jar, and we don't match that gang, gang Don't leave me yo' mixtape 'cause I'm gon' trash that gang, gang, gang Bad yellow bitch, she back it up, I tell her, bag back bag back I love my chopstick, that bitch be shootin' like it's Baghdad grrah