Kevin Gates - Chico lyrics

[Hook x2] If mi carnales have a calling card My Zoro voodoo, we can go to war My Jamaican bring the reefer in Grabbing five, I can throw you ten [Verse 1] KD said that he don't want to sell to nobody Probably cause he don't want to tell on nobody You and them n***as ain't scaring nobody Just left Mississippi, they bout the grab it, you know how I'm acting Say there go shawty, we jump in the Maxima and she do the driving I like to ride pa**enger Highway therapeutic I type in my phone while I listen to music Now we in Houston f**ing with broads and miniature Thompsons Did somebody shoot me? Breadwinner came, pull up in Bell Austin Promoters want posters that all of you know what I told em You know it's gone cost you, straight up [Hook][x2] [Verse 2] It's gone jive when they come recompress Break down, rebuild, repack, resend I'm just saying, what you mean what it is? Cameras on all TVs in the crib Yeen really this, I ain't that, what the f**? Serve your chain up, get the thing in the club [?] off, call off, phone keep blowing up Street n***a Bread Winner sign, we throwing up Pounds in the kitchen on the floor in the bag Butcher knife, cutting through the blocks on the slab Newspaper on, get to shake [?] Country boy need 50 so I got to get him fast Four hundred 48 grams on the scale Money counter going dumb, I ain't tripping on the smell Say they really need it I can put it in the air Front door step if I put it in the mail [Hook][x2]