Choppa Davinci

Uh, uh, hah

Yeah

K drip this sauce

It's DaVinci, bitch

Damn

Started from the bottom, now a nigga on the way, do you know how long did it took us?

I'm deep in my bag, so now I'm at the mall, throw racks every time they look up

Throwing salt on my name, why you playing with the gang? If it's really that deep, then pull up

You better not play some, R.I.P. Trayvon, everywhere I go, I got my hood up

I'm feeling like Master P, just tell me what you need, 'cause I got the hook up

That-that-that time of the month I make a nigga bleed, I give a nigga smoke like Hooker

When I'm on a Perc', I go berserk, I'm fucking so good, she shook up

Young-young-young boss nigga, they know that I'm ballin', you would think I was a hooper

Bitch, I'm the bomb, I'm 'bout to blow

You better run, get on the floor

They called me a bum, said I was broke

Now they look dumb, you know how it goes

It wasn't fun sleeping on the floor

Now I got fun, yeah, I got dope

Gas in my lungs, who want the smoke?

Put that on my mom, you niggas is hoes

'Member when a nigga was broke? Now I get paid for features

Ho see a nigga coming up, now them hoes running up hot as a fever

Niggas more groupie than bitches, damn, thought I didn't need her

How is your nigga? How is your brother? He don't need features

I cut niggas off, I don't play that

Even if we go way back

Fuckin' on a bitch, that's payback

Then she eat the dick while I lay back

If you ain't with the gang, then stay back

I wanna see M's like a Maybach

Want to book a nigga, got to pay racks

Everybody want to play until a nigga play that

Started from the bottom, now a nigga on the way, do you know how long did it took us?

I'm deep in my bag, so now I'm at the mall, throw racks every time they look up

Throwing salt on my name, why you playing with the gang? If it's really that deep, then pull up

You better not play some, R.I.P. Trayvon, everywhere I go, I got my hood up

I'm feeling like Master P, just tell me what you need, 'cause I got the hook up

That-that-that time of the month I make a nigga bleed, I give a nigga smoke like Hooker

When I'm on a Perc', I go berserk, I'm fucking so good, she shook up

Young-young-young boss nigga, they know that I'm ballin', you would think I was a hooper

I pop me a Perc', bitch, I'm percolated

Yeah, the gun on my hip, but I got no safety

See you up in the sky if you try to play me

And we up in the water just like the navy

You with the shit, pull up with sticks, you get hit

Just like a bomb, you know we gon' tick

Put on a mask when I hit a lick

That chopper got power, you know it's gon' kick

I'm killing my man with all of that dissin'

Send shots to his head, then shots to his kidney

He say he want smoke, then get him wit' me

Bake a nigga with this .40 like chicken

I be on that savage shit, we pull up, yeah, we clapping shit

Lots of guap and lots of guns, yeah, you know we having it, yeah

Started from the bottom, now a nigga on the way, do you know how long did it took us?

I'm deep in my bag, so now I'm at the mall, throw racks every time they look up

Throwing salt on my name, why you playing with the gang? If it's really that deep, then pull up

You better not play some, R.I.P. Trayvon, everywhere I go, I got my hood up

I'm feeling like Master P, just tell me what you need, 'cause I got the hook up

That-that-that time of the month I make a nigga bleed, I give a nigga smoke like Hooker

When I'm on a Perc', I go berserk, I'm fucking so good, she shook up

Young-young-young boss nigga, they know that I'm ballin', you would think I was a hooper