CHA CHA (feat. NLE Choppa y Big Papa313)

Smoke, hit, hash, molly
Light, [?], fuck the police
All dreaming, you are finding
Glock, bando, Benz, ando

At the command, grr, paw
Very demon, dino', we see
Fuck bitches, cute, pimp
I want that ass on top

Okay, this is a time that we don't miss
Double back for what I know it's a hit
Understood the assignment (damn)
On the paper chase in alignment (damn)

While I'm smoking on the finest
With a fine bitch named Tiny (let's go)
I'm a big dog to a hush pup
I'm a nympho, but I don't give a fuck

This is the part where I take it to another level
Christian Loubs on dancing with the devil
Left foot on their neck, right foot on the pedal
We ain't stopping, all gas, no breaks

Breaking, taking, race, niggas
Don't mess with fake niggas
Real nigga, real killer, recognize a real nigga
Can't relate

Come on, put me on and move
Take a selfie and leave it for a TBT
Smoke what she snatches
I grab that big ass she has

Leaves you ready with the pots
Starts to vibrate, let the lock bounce
We started from scratch, we make it noticeable
If she's going to hit it, she wants a macho

We leave the corner
The one I really have shoots
I smoke but I don't do cocaine
Designer clothes, I have expensive clothes

What a bitch she thinks she's fine
We started with sweet, I remove the flaw
We come where the drug is cooked
I give death, without the cameras seeing

Right back at it, like it's a habit
Body for body go tit for tat
Do no [?], close his casket
Stamp 'em, amp 'em, do 'em badly

Deadly smoked to heaven, he gotta go
Hit the whole crowd like eenie-meenie-miny-mo
Fuck them folks, they ain't my bros
Broke that code, we made it out

A picket that is not from Versace
I think I never get tired of that
I bring the guns into the club
Move it, I want you to bend down

Cha, cha-cha-cha-cha-cha (NLE)
Grrh, paw-paw-paw-paw-paw-paw
(Cha, cha, cha, cha)
(Cha, cha, cha-cha-cha-cha)
(Ayy; ey)
(Let's go)
(Grrh, paw-paw-paw-paw-paw)