Chop Sticks
Chopsticks... chopsticks
Cheetos Cheetos don't forget the doritos
BIG bag of fritos, bicycle like I'm Debo
My girls drink titps, u verse no tvo
Representing Detroit big 3 and the king homes
You telling me that I can get rich if I sing songs?
Buy momma a house fuck around put my team on
Fuck the opposition I'm making sure that my team strong
Hard times never nobody that you can lean on
Look like Carlito on the ropes but I keep on
One man band no YingYang big as KingKong
Sellin grams moving hand to hand playing pingpong
Bankroll like cha-ching eyes slanted like chingchong
Thought that he was ballin til his car got repo'd
Reefer scent on my clothes. Spanish chick Puertarico
I don't well kilos all I do is just kill tracks pill back
Best in the game and this that real rap
Family man all of the real gangstas gon feel that
In public wit the chopsticks I want even conceal that
Trains Brown bring you soul sounds and big facts
Success the new revenge call it that big payback
This dedicated to my niggas slaving for them paychecks
Warrant for your arrest cause you didn't pay the state back
Swisher sweet on my lap weed good like I laced that
Pullin out her lacefronts back shots like take that
(Hook)
Chop Sticks
Chingchong
Chopsticks
BIG goals sick flows thick hoes. Liq dro
Talking bout what you used to have that shit get old
Shout out to my big bro we used to share clothes
Aka I used to wear his clothes did it for the hoes
Nikes no new balance Nigga what are those
Honey bunches of oaks hell naw we don't fuck with those
Captain crunch two grams in a blunt that shit pack a punch
Sandwich bags in my backpack. But I ain't pack a lunch
Remember when my uncle hit my sack pushed me back for months
Could have cried when I heard he died my heart weigh a ton
Push me back to my childhood when all this shit was fun
If I was God when all my niggas died they would just respawn
Housing gotta look too hard to see that I'm the one
A lot of speculation like "what's his struggle and where he from?"
Smoke so much weed I might fuck around and buy a lunge
Chinese chopper drum they wanna know where I got it from
(Hook)
Chopsticks
Chingchong
Chopsticks
(Outro)
I don't sale kilos big work no free load
Every line I wrote is a sentence for you to decode
Done with the bs Torrance down to zero
The way I play the game niggas think I'm using cheat codes
"Chingchong
(Whipsers)
Chopstick... chopstick... chopstick
Cheetos Cheetos don't forget the doritos
BIG bag of fritos, bicycle like I'm Debo
My girls drink titps, u verse no tvo
Representing Detroit big 3 and the king homes
You telling me that I can get rich if I sing songs?
Buy momma a house fuck around put my team on
Fuck the opposition I'm making sure that my team strong
Hard times never nobody that you can lean on
Look like Carlito on the ropes but I keep on
One man band no YingYang big as KingKong
Sellin grams moving hand to hand playing pingpong
Bankroll like cha-ching eyes slanted like chingchong
Thought that he was ballin til his car got repo'd
Reefer scent on my clothes. Spanish chick Puertarico
I don't well kilos all I do is just kill tracks pill back
Best in the game and this that real rap
Family man all of the real gangstas gon feel that
In public wit the chopsticks I want even conceal that
Trains Brown bring you soul sounds and big facts
Success the new revenge call it that big payback
This dedicated to my niggas slaving for them paychecks
Warrant for your arrest cause you didn't pay the state back
Swisher sweet on my lap weed good like I laced that
Pullin out her lacefronts back shots like take that
(Hook)
Chop Sticks
Chingchong
Chopsticks
BIG goals sick flows thick hoes. Liq dro
Talking bout what you used to have that shit get old
Shout out to my big bro we used to share clothes
Aka I used to wear his clothes did it for the hoes
Nikes no new balance Nigga what are those
Honey bunches of oaks hell naw we don't fuck with those
Captain crunch two grams in a blunt that shit pack a punch
Sandwich bags in my backpack. But I ain't pack a lunch
Remember when my uncle hit my sack pushed me back for months
Could have cried when I heard he died my heart weigh a ton
Push me back to my childhood when all this shit was fun
If I was God when all my niggas died they would just respawn
Housing gotta look too hard to see that I'm the one
A lot of speculation like "what's his struggle and where he from?"
Smoke so much weed I might fuck around and buy a lunge
Chinese chopper drum they wanna know where I got it from
(Hook)
Chopsticks
Chingchong
Chopsticks
(Outro)
I don't sale kilos big work no free load
Every line I wrote is a sentence for you to decode
Done with the bs Torrance down to zero
The way I play the game niggas think I'm using cheat codes
"Chingchong
(Whipsers)
Chopstick... chopstick... chopstick
Credits
Writer(s): Arterius Cox, Big Texico
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