Chet

Oh! Haha, listen I can scream There's a beat playing! They are standing at the door With the blower in they hand Ready to put you on the floor Fuck them niggas Fuck them niggas Fuck them niggas Whatchu know Got a stogie in my hand He threw lil homie to the floor Fuck them ciggas Fuck them ciggas Fuck them cigarettes You ain't met my niggas yet Asking me for shit you must think This ain't something bigger yet How you figure that? Way he do it like he want it You unwanted Uniconic Go make trillers Go break ceilings Go hurt feelings Go make millions You'll make millions of it The more the profit The better On the news with new chet u-betcha And we chatting bout getting cheddar Blunt ash on my sweater Draw myself, that's getting meta Think you brave gripping the metal L.A. broad day sunny weather I'm just tryna smoke on my petal Fuck you niggas in the ass I'm accomplishing a task Loving people in a mass amount Dropping out I don't even know what this class about Teach me business Teach me taxes Fix our masses Niggas think I'm black Nigga I'm Indian Get off of my back All races are synonyms For any stupid human sack That can walk the block and talk That got a pussy or a cock That grip a dick a stick or rock Fuck do you mean I don't pop beans unless it wit rice I do not drive I pedal these bikes I smoke a blunt the pedal be nice I smoke a joint it look like an elbow Believe in God ain't going to hell tho Hell no I keep stick like the cross I shoot that love at who I come across I'm not too worried how I come across I know who I am I'm the man Michael, he live in a van Might go to Venice eat molé and jam I'm making racks I gotta do taxes You is so broke that we in different brackets I file quarterly Make sure they orderly You wonder where could that quarter be If you a rich nigga do a backflip I don't care bout this rap shit I just wan make my music take a nap bitch I'm that nigga like all of the time You a winner when you eating dinner Straighten your spine Well that's it I'm done rapping, until right, now