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Young Chop on the beat

When the dope hit the water, boy, it's over He get his hands on some clean, then it's over

When them Cali pounds land, boy, it's over When that new Phantom wrap hit the dealership, boy, it's over Just bought a Rollie, boy, it's over And if your

Rollie tick-tick, the jeweler called ya

Got a brand new Cuban link, boy, it's over You talkin' slick, when I catch you, boy, it's over

Over, O-B-A, it's over, O-B-A Over, O-B-A, it's over

Over, O-B-A, over, O-B-A Over, O-B-A, over I got shooters from the

Mint to Magnolia

When they catch you down bad, boy, it's over Two hits of that Cali, boy, it's over One time for them niggas on that corner I'm a

Clay County nigga, born soldier Every time a nigga under pressure, I won't fold, bruh Yachtmaster 2 on my wrist cost a Rover If that boy a little bigger, grab the.

30, hit him with the cobra I pay you 70K a year just to roll up Half a brick of that yayo make a lil' bust Have them young niggas rush your trap house like a drug bust Who them niggas throwin' money?

Bitch, you know it's us Just bought a Rollie, boy, it's over And if your Rollie tick-tick, the jeweler called ya

Got a brand new Cuban link, boy, it's over You talkin' slick, when I catch you, boy, it's over

Over, O-B-A, it's over, O-B-A Over, O-B-A, it's over

Over, O-B-A, over, O-B-A Over, O-B-A, -over -It's over, it's over, my niggas move coke

You niggas is bogus, we travel the world, yeah, we global Everything we do explicit, everything I buy expensive When you hear bosses, they talkin', you better just listen Money be taller than midgets The J's, they knockin' like Jehovah Witness

I'm droppin' the top on the Audi, no ceiling You know that it's over Kill any nigga, my Louis V loafers Dippin' on activists, that proportion Beat in the pot, call me offset, Zaytoven Eighty-five birds in the truck, call that Ocho Cinco

They gave the wrong young nigga money like Johnny Cinco Finessin' the plug, hit him with the lingo I'm takin' your set, that's a repo Offset the Don, I carry them hundreds, I don't carry ones Smokin' on gas, atomic bomb This for my niggas that raised in the slums and didn't have a crumb Poppin' that Molly, my mouth got numb Mafia life, I'm Al Capone Doin' more numbers than Dow Jones Sippin' the Drac' out a Styrofoam

Just bought a Rollie, boy, it's over And if your Rollie tick-tick, the jeweler called ya

Got a brand new Cuban link, boy, it's over You talkin' slick, when I catch you, boy, it's over

Over, O-B-A, it's over, O-B-A Over, O-B-A, it's over Over, O-B-A, over, O-B-A Over, O-B-A, over

Over Roger that My bitches never came short So don't come short of my pack Money tree just for the shade, baby Fuck around, reach for a sack And it's wintertime and I'm feelin' good Might as well let my top back I put ashes all in my sleeve I put ashes all in your bitch And you know it's Gambino when you see them crystals all in that brick Tell my shooters, "Stay far from me" Want them niggas to think it's a lick In the club with the snub nose, no helmet, and it got a light kick Plus and the bricks, over

Plus and the weed, over

Plus and the boy, over Cookin' up the rock, over

Next stop, NYC, Rafaello My trap boomin' so hard, they say I come through,

Marshmello

Just bought a Rollie, boy, it's over And if your Rollie tick-tick, the jeweler called ya Got a brand new Cuban link, boy, it's over You talkin' slick, when I catch you, boy, it's over

Over, O-B-A, it's over, O-B-A Over, O-B-A, it's over Over, O-B-A, over, O-B-A Over,

O-B-A, over