Chopsticks on Pots and Pans - Allison Crutchfield

Oh gang gang gang gang gang YBN gang gang gang I got a chopstick a F&N That draco hold a 100 Got a shoota in the booth with me like he going hunting She said who them YBN niggas Why they always stuntin Where yo bag at Where yo cash at Boy u frontin Smokin cookie blunts out the cookie jar and we don't match that Don't link me yo mixtape cause I'm goin trash that Bad yellow bitch she back it up I tell her bag back I love my chopstick that bitch be shooting like it's bagdad Oh all you want beef wit the gang You niggas lame I put that on God bitch Everywhere you us at it's gang gang we be on that squad shit The only thing my choppa say is bang bang it be on that aww shit When they see us pull up in a foreign they be like aww shit Droptop I let my money rain All this money coming in look like a money train Bad bitch and she hella thicc the Way she throw it back drive me insane I got a chopstick a F&N that draco hold a 100 Got a shoota in the booth wit me like we goin hunting She said who them YBN niggas why they always stuntin Where yo bag at Where yo cash at Boy u frontin Smokin cookie blunts out the cookie jar and we don't match that Don't link me yo mixtape cause I'm goin trash that Bad yellow bitch she back it up I tell her bag back I love my chopstick that bitch be shootin like it's bag that Ooh niggas sneak dissin But that won't pull up the just talk shit Call up Dae Dae you'll think he teach Kung Fu the way he talk shit Ooh cut off niggas cause they switched up and got on that op shit Ooh YBN gang gang gang come get wit the movement Ooh backwoods stuffed like backpacks Daylyen my brother if you touch him then you getting whacked Niggas want features If that shit suck then you gettin taxed I rock designer I don't give a fuck if that shit mix match I got a chopstick a F&N that draco hold a 100 Got a shoota in the booth wit me like he goin huntin She said who them YBN niggas Why they always stuntin Where yo bag at where yo cash at Boy you frontin Smokin cookie blunts out the cookie jar and we don't match that Don't link me yo mixtape cause I'm goin trash that Bad yellow bitch she back it up I tell her bag back I love my chopstick that bitch be shootin like its baghdad

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