CHIT CHAT

I ain't for all a da' chit-chat I'm tryna get to the big racks

Nah I ain't for all a da' chit-chat Get back, I'm tryna get to the big racks

Cadillac, nah, I can't whip that I wanna jet and you know I won't rent that

Yeah, I'm Big Jacked, I call my sis Big Mak We livin' good life, cool like, mint fresh

And I'll admit I'd. like a Maybach, matte black Stop, drop the top and I'm kicked back

Hit the gas, no mid-pack I got the pressure in a book bag

I stay calm, never look back And leave em' shook with a crook neck

They ain't even see the pad yet, everything high tech

I got codes locked in saucin See me when I walk in

I wouldn't say that I'm flawless This what happen when ya ballin