Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chopsticks, artist - YBN Almighty Jay. Date of issue: 07.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Chopsticks |
| Oh, you want beef with the gang? |
| You nigga’s lame, I put that on God, bitch |
| Everywhere you see us at, it’s gang, gang, we be on that squad shit (gang, gang, |
| gang, gang!) |
| The only thing my choppa say is bang, bang, get me on that odd shit |
| When they see us pull up in them foreign’s (skrrr!), They be like, «Aww shit» |
| Dro-drop top (dro-drop top), I let my money rain (I let my money rain) |
| All this money comin' in, look like a money train (look like a money train) |
| Bad bitch (bad bitch), and she hella thick (and she hella thick, yeah) |
| The way she throw it back, it drive me insane |
| I got a chopstick, a FN, and the Draco hold a 100 (Draco hold a 100) |
| Got a shooter in the booth with me like he goin' huntin' (like he goin' huntin') |
| She like, «Who them YBN nigga’s, why they always stuntin'?"(why they always |
| stuntin'?) |
| Where yo' bag at? |
| Where yo' cash at? |
| Boy you frontin' (uh) |
| Smokin' cookie blunts out the cookie jar, and we don’t match that (gang, gang) |
| Don’t leave me yo' mixtape 'cause I’m gon' trash that (gang, gang) |
| Bad yellow bitch, she bag it up, I tell her, «Bag back"(bag back) |
| I love my chopstick, that bitch be shootin' like it’s Baghdad (grrah, ooh) |
| Niggas sneak dissin', but they won’t pull up, they just talk shit (grrah) |
| Call up Day-Day, you’ll think he teach Kung Fu, the way he chop shit (gang, |
| gang, ooh) |
| Cut off niggas 'cause they switched up and got on that opp shit (skrrr! Ooh) |
| YBN, bitch, gang, gang, gang, come get with the movement (gang, gang, ooh) |
| Ba-Backwoods (Ba-Backwoods), stuffed like backpacks (stuffed like backpacks) |
| Daylen my brother, If you touch him, then you gettin' whacked (grrah, grrah) |
| Niggas want features, If that shit suck, then you gettin' taxed (on sight) |
| I rock designer, don’t give a fuck if that shit mismatched (gang, gang) |
| I got a chopstick, a FN, and the Draco hold a 100 (Draco hold a 100) |
| Got a shooter in the booth with me like he goin' huntin' (like he goin' huntin') |
| She like, «Who them YBN nigga’s, why they always stuntin'?"(why they always |
| stuntin'?) |
| Where yo' bag at? |
| Where yo' cash at? |
| Boy you frontin' (uh) |
| Smokin' cookie blunts out the cookie jar, and we don’t match that (gang, gang) |
| Don’t leave me yo' mixtape 'cause I’m gon' trash that (gang, gang) |
| Bad yellow bitch, she bag it up, I tell her, «Bag back"(bag back) |
| I love my chopstick, that bitch be shootin' like it’s Baghdad (grrah) |