Chit Chat lyrics

[Intro: Last-Dude & Pop Smoke]
(Last-Dude on the track!)
.44 Bulldog, make 'em get back (Baow!)
I ain't with the talk or the chit-chat
If I step on a island, we wildin' out
If I back out the chop', get back
Call Dread, that's the new Tom Brady...
This is Woo!
Pop Smoke!
Huh?
Huh? (Baow!)

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
.44 Bulldog, make 'em get back (Back)
I ain't with the talk or the chit-chat (Woo! Woo!)
If I step on a island, we wildin' out (Out)
If I back out the chop', get back (Baow!)
Call Dread, that's the new Tom Brady (Brady; woo, woo!)
n*ggas gettin' no bread 'cause they lazy (Lazy)
Tell Dread lift 'em (Huh), if that n*gga talkin' crazy (Lift that n*gga)
Now it's f*ck you, pay me (Pay me), or bullets start blazin' (Blazin')
Since I was young we invested in guns (Huh), now we lookin' at the stars in the Wraith (Hahaha)
While I'm gettin' head by your bae (Yeah)
She like, "Papi, I love how you taste"
She like, "Papi, can you nut?" (Nut)
I'm like, "Baby, just wait" (Huh, wait)
[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION]
I ain't gon' do the n*gga sh*t 'cause I'm too good for features, huh
I ain't gon' f*ck the n*gga b*tch, 'cause I know she a eater, huh (Ayy!)
Last time I wifed a b*tch, she told the world I beat her, huh (Ay, ay)
And when they locked lil' Kodak up, my n*gga, I couldn't believe it, huh (Ayy, huh)
Ayy, lil' shawty, pop my whoadie
Pockets on Pinocchio, poking, yuh!
Hit her from the back, damn, that b*tch bleeding
Said that I knocked her period on
Remember when I had that poker, huh
Instead of looking over my shoulder, huh
Forces with a n*gga, no Yoda, huh (Ayy!)
That mean a young n*gga got woo on me (Brrrah!; Hey!)

[Verse 2: NLE Choppa]
Push his wig back like a n*gga receding
Shoot him in the stomach, them bullets he eatin'
Pop him in his top, then his brain start leakin'
Better shut the f*ck up when a n*gga start speakin'
Knock a n*gga weight off like I'm doing lipo
Yeah, I'm a psycho, strapped like a dyke ho
Put insurance on yourself, n*gga, you a Geico
I ain't never wrote a statement, n*gga, you a typo (Yeah, yeah, brr!)
Hop in the steamer, this b*tch is a Beamer
Bake in the kitchen like I was Anitta
Say she want kids, so I'm gonna feed her
Her n*gga got wrong, so I had to beat him
Pretty Ricky glizzy, but this sh*t can get ugly (Brrr)
Shoot a n*gga in his face (Brr), if he start muggin' (Brr-brr)
[Bridge: Pop Smoke]
Look, said I'm 823, sanctioned (Sanctioned)
Reach for my chain, we gon' spank 'em (Spank 'em)
I ain't your regular gang member (Nah)
Everybody know I'm sanctioned (Bangin')
If I step on a island, we wildin' out (Out)
I ain't gon' step 'til the guards is out (Out)
Free Psych Bike, free Ziggy Zah (Pop Smoke)
My n*ggas raisin' the body count (Free all my n*ggas!; Baow!)

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
.44 Bulldog, make 'em get back (Baow!)
I ain't with the talk or the chit-chat (Woo!, woo!)
If I step on a island, we wildin' out (Out)
If I back out the chop', get back (Baow!)
Call Dread, that's the new Tom Brady (Brady; woo!)
n*ggas gettin' no bread 'cause they lazy (Lazy)
Tell Dread lift 'em (Huh), if that n*gga talkin' crazy (Lift that n*gga; woo! woo!)
Now it's f*ck you, pay me (Pay me), or bullets start blazin' (Blazin')
Since I was young we invested in guns (Huh), now we lookin' at the stars in the Wraith (Hahaha)
While I'm gettin' head by your bae (Yeah)
She like, "Papi, I love how you taste"
She like, "Papi, can you nut?" (Nut)
I'm like, "Baby, just wait" (Huh, wait)

[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Wait, Chanel on my feet (Yeah!), yeah, that's fur on my Cs (Yeah, huh?)
I be f*ckin' with the bees (Blatt!), like Muhammad Ali (Woah!)
Dip her, uppercut the sting (Huh)
Got yo' b*tch on the edge of her seat (Ayy!)
She on the ecstasy, I'm on the bean (What?)
Swear the ecstasy, edge of my V (Edge of my V!)
And usually, I like repetitive beats (Yes!)
I like the way that she move on my meat (Okay!)
All of these b*tches, they look good to me (Yeah)
But I f*ck the same girl 'cause I don't even cheat (Shh)
That is a lie, I'm repetitive freak (Hahaha)
I don't even look, nah, I don't even seek
I don't even peek, G5, G5, repetitive G (Ayy)
I'm tryna get all the muhf*ckin'
[Outro]
Yeah yeah!
Woo!
Uzi!
(Last-Dude on the track!)
Pop Smoke!