[Trippie Redd & Chris Brown]
Flexin´ on you, I´m your father (ayy)
Choppa spittin´ lugees like a motherfuckin´ Llama (ayy)
Got the big racks on me, bitch, I´m thumbin´ through them commas

Presidential Rollie got me feelin´ like Obama (woo)
Blew up big, got me feelin´ like Osama
Pussy rappin´ ´bout that choppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa
Know I told her, yeah but bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa

[Chris Brown]
Keep it on me, it stay on me at all times
Don´t sleep on me, don´t speak on me, it´s suicide
Aim it at your brain, it´s insane how them slugs fly
Codeine purple rain, is this what it means when doves cry?

Never leave my piece, .40 under the seat
Protect my family ´cause I don´t trust the police now
Love my choppa and I know she loves me
Ain´t no safety ´cause it got the lemon squeeze

[Chris Brown]
Don´t even try
You ain´t ´bout that life
You ain´t ready to die
Choppa tell the truth, it expose your life

[Trippie Redd & Chris Brown]
Flexin´ on you, I´m your father (ayy, father)
Choppa spittin´ lugees like a motherfuckin´ Llama (ayy)
Got the big racks on me, bitch, I´m thumbin´ through them commas

Presidential Rollie got me feelin´ like Obama (yeah)
Blew up big, got me feelin´ like Osama
Pussy rappin´ ´bout that choppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa
Know I told her, yeah but bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa

[Chris Brown]
Keep a Yoppa, my nigga, I keep a choppa
If you put it in, your gun jam, sayonara, c´est la vie
Say you got a problem, my nigg, so what´s the problem?
It can go down right now, just slide up
Should think smarter, should think better

And I ain´t ´bout to argue with a grown ass nigga
I ain´t here to play no games, give a fuck who you claim
Choppa on me, this the gang, I let it bang

[Chris Brown]
Don´t even try
You ain´t ´bout that life
You ain´t ready to die
Choppa tell the truth, it expose your life

[Trippie Redd & Chris Brown]
Flexin´ on you, I´m your father (ayy)
Choppa spittin´ lugees like a motherfuckin´ Llama (ayy)
Got the big racks on me, bitch, I´m thumbin´ through them commas
Presidential Rollie got me feelin´ like Obama (woo)

Blew up big, got me feelin´ like Osama
Pussy rappin´ ´bout that choppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa
Know I told her, yeah but bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa