Skelz (ChopNotSlop Remix)

I'm a lil' HBK kid in the strip club throwing a whole 'lotta ones

I just bought me a brand new whip with some new rims and a brand new gun

When I pop out, I smell like a skunk

Gang banging, I be stacking like a bunk

Fuck around and throw ya daddy in the trunk

AR-15 got him walking like he drunk

I ain't scared of it, I'll put it on Chuck

You a bitch-ass punk

In the NFL with Skelz in the turf, looking like there's a fifty dollar bill

Crack the seal, catch a feel

Headshot for the kill

Wasn't rap 'bout pickles, but I got me a deal

Mixing lean with the soda, pockets green like Yoda

I'm a fat Mexican on the sideline watching Elliot run the score up

South Side, I'ma throw the four up

The Activist, I'ma pour it

Blow a whole in his face, got him looking like a donut

So what? Sho' enough

Gave his mama tissue paper, let that motherfucker soak up

Her son got torn up

Torch and a rig, I be dabbing

Five thousand with a Hellcat, prob' got me saggin'

Bitch, "FTP" be the fashion

Pop a bar, I'm relapsing

I jump in the Caddy, then crash it

I wake up and don't know what happened

Bad bitch, butt naked, walking with a fatty

Kill the pussy like Tatty

Stunt like my motherfuckin' daddy

They be like, "OT, boy, you not too shabby"

Told the police, "It wasn't me, my name is Shaggy"

They ain't goin' for it, they already know I'm trigger happy

OT, you better pick this phone up

You ain't took your medicine in a month

Boy, you goin' crazy out there

Pick up the phone, OT

I'm a lil' HBK kid in the strip club throwing a whole 'lotta ones (uh-huh)

I just bought me a brand new whip with some new rims and a brand new gun (uh-huh)

When I pop out, I smell like a skunk (uh-huh)

Gang banging, I be stacking like a bunk

Fuck around and throw ya daddy in the trunk (yeah, yeah, yeah)

AR-15 got him walking like he drunk (yeah, yeah)

I ain't scared of it, I put it on Chuck

You a bitch-ass punk (punk)

I'ma lil' HBK kid in the strip club throwing a whole 'lotta ones (uh-huh)

I just bought me a brand new whip with some new rims and a brand new gun (uh-huh)

When I pop out, I smell like a skunk (uh-huh)

Gang banging, I be stacking like a bunk

Fuck around and throw ya daddy in the trunk (yeah, yeah, yeah)

AR-15 got him walking like he drunk (yeah, yeah)

I ain't scared of it, I put it on Chuck

You a bitch-ass punk

She be crying 'bout her boyfriend (her boyfriend)

I told her, "Let's link, we can fuck the pain away" (uh)

Ridin' 'round with a knock in my sock, beating up the block

Stacking money up, yup, yup, day-to-day

Phew, phew, phew, hit him up with the fade away

Balling-ass Mexican, everyday eating shrimp and steak

Throw me in the jungle, best believe that I'ma find a way

Came back with a lion head and a zebra cake (grrah)

I got the rap game in a Lamborghini leg lock

Fucking like Fred Flintstone, bitch, I make the bed rock

I got vatos at the border and them boys with the dreadlocks6

I got them looking like they Indian, run 'em down with the red dot

Stick talk, get 'em picked off

Bullets make 'em Crip walk

Chop his body up and put him in a Ziploc

My choppa got big ol' titties, and yeah, she a thick thot

It got a hundred round drum with a big Glock

I need a Burberry blender to make a protein shake

I'ma fat-ass Mexican and I push a lot of weight

I got a bitch that sucks dick and cook a real good steak

They tryna fuck with OT, but they just too late

All this money got me saggin', count it up like Madden

Yeah, I gotta have it

Automatic when it come to static

Yeah, I get it crackin'

In the Caddy fucking on a baddy

Yeah, she got a fatty, on the white girl, I'm not talking Maddie

Put 'em in the trash can and throw his life away

The way I roll my tongue, it make my bitch cum like a tidal wave

Codeine in the fridge with good dope inside the microwave

Last time I didn't, but you know I got time today

Be careful, Texas, I'ma Bay City all star

Kicking down the door, you won't ever hear me knock-knock

Slidin' down the block, I'm knocking tops off my opps

Choppa singing "Bidi Bidi Bom Bom" (fah-fah)

She be crying 'bout her boyfriend (her boyfriend)

I told her, "Let's link, we can fuck the pain away" (uh)

Ridin' 'round with a knock in my sock, beating up the block

Stacking money up, yup, yup, day-to-day

Phew, phew, phew, hit him up with the fade away

Balling-ass Mexican, everyday eating shrimp and steak

Throw me in the jungle, best believe that I'ma find a way

Came back with a lion head and a zebra cake (grrah)

Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?