Lyrics:

[Chorus]
Hey these niggas ain't really vibin' I don't feel no energy
Why I heard you out here talking like the interview (Yeah, yeah)
I don't give a fuck about the industry
I don't give a fuck my head still in the streets
My head still in the streets, I'm tryna keep a peace
We tryna keep the peace, we can clear the streets (Yeah)
Pockets on obese yeah, pockets on obese (Cha)
What the fuck they mean, grab the chop' it creek

[Verse]
I grab that chop' it creek, I'm in this shit too deep
I'm in this shit too deep, young nigga pulling up my feet
I'm pulling up my feet (Yeah), you know that I come from the mud
You know that I come from the slums, I walk on the
[?] I'm washed in blood
You know that I come for the blood, I spin in this shit and I
[?]
I fuck on this bitch, that pussy so good I just want to buy a boat
I just want to buy a boat (Uh)
A regular shit it ain't nun (Aah, yeah)
Bitch I wanna have me some fun, she just wanna have her some fun
I get in that autobiography flush, not even going to rush
All of my soda be crushed, I like how my ice in my soda been crushed
You niggas ain't talking 'bout nun, we fucking they bitches
[?]

[Chorus]
Hey these niggas ain't really vibin' I don't feel no energy
Why I heard you out here talking like the interview (Yeah, yeah)
I don't give a fuck about the industry
I don't give a fuck my head still in the streets
My head still in the streets, I'm tryna keep a peace
We tryna keep the peace, we can clear the streets (Yeah)
Pockets on obese yeah, pockets on obese (Cha)
What the fuck they mean, grab the chop' it creek
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