Let It Rip - Chipcat Extended Remix

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Big lights on, paparazzi

I pull up in this motherfucker with the entourage, okay, wait

Wrist on Häagen-Dazs

If you ain't with us then you end up on the choppin' block, okay, wait

She a go shot for shot

I know that ass gon' drop like a sake bomb, okay, wait

Light bright chakra

And I be hangin' on the wall like a Basquiat, okay, wait

You got issues, I got mine

I black out to feel alive

Back up off me, bitch, I'm fried

Put some shots off, let 'em fly

She star flex up on my pics

I can't help the way I drip

I ain't choose this way to live

It chose me and now I'm lit

Big bank take a lil' bankroll (What?)

Say she let me hit it on tape though (What?)

And I got strippers on payroll (What?)

Venmo, PayPal, peso (What?)

Stackin' them bricks

Out in the field, I'm the captain and shit

And it's lit

Whole clique here, might let it rip

Big bank take a lil' bankroll (What?)

Say she let me hit it on tape though (What?)

And I got strippers on payroll (What?)

Venmo, PayPal, peso (What?)

Stackin' them bricks

Out in the field, I'm the captain and shit

And it's lit

Whole clique here, might let it rip

Ultra lights

Ultra lights

Ultra bright

I know you ultra wise

I need that ultra love

You bring me hope when I

I lose control at night

Ultra lights

I need it ultra bright

Mix up the potion right

Baby, you ultra right

I know you

Big lights on, paparazzi

I pull up in this motherfucker with the entourage, okay, wait

Wrist on Häagen-Dazs

If you ain't with us then you end up on the choppin' block, okay, wait

She a go shot for shot

I know that ass gon' drop like a sake bomb, okay, wait

Light bright chakra

And I be hangin' on the wall like a Basquiat, okay, wait

You got issues, I got mine

I black out to feel alive

Back up off me, bitch, I'm fried

Put some shots off, let 'em fly

She star flex up on my pics

I can't help the way I drip

I ain't choose this way to live

It chose me and now I'm lit

Big bank take a lil' bankroll (What?)

Say she let me hit it on tape though (What?)

And I got strippers on payroll (What?)

Venmo, PayPal, peso (What?)

Stackin' them bricks

Out in the field, I'm the captain and shit

And it's lit

Whole clique here, might let it rip

I know you ultra wise

I need that ultra love

You bring me hope when I

I lose control at night

Ultra lights

I need it ultra bright

Mix up the potion right

Baby, you ultra right

I know you