Schoolboy Q - Zip That Chop That lyrics

[Verse 1] [Kendrick Lamar] Ring the alarm or wake to a bomb You ain't a rapper, you Elton John, holding your john I got a ton of croutons in the Louis Vuitton That's big bread, the chickens are flying, flocks when I call 'em [Schoolboy Q] Paul and Ma**on, half drunk, stuck in a poem Light matches underwater while I'm bracing the storm I'm cool and I'm calm, laid back, smoking a farm Socking the sh** out of n***as 'til I'm breaking my arm [Jay Rock] Up in my zone, two blunts, cup of patron .45 on me, shoot you if you f** with me wrong No h*mo, pause, that's your life and it's going Flatline if you don't put your life in the song [Ab-Soul] I never drove a fast car I almost ran over Tracy Chapman, she said drive slow, I said f** off Ab-Soul, wa**up y'all, other than your subpar above all? I'm a heaven gate, above all [Hook: Black Hippy] And every time we in the stu We cook that, chop that, what's that, that's crack Yeah, homie, this is what we do 3-1-0 sh**, 3-2-3, b**h n***a, welcome to the zoo, where we Cook that, chop that, what's that, that's crack Yeah, homie, this is what we do 3-2-3 sh**, 3-1-0, b**h [Verse 2] [Jay Rock] The Black Hippies, the bag full, the bag empty So bump it all at the car lot, then crash quickly I'm trying to come with enough power to pa** fifty I'm talking fifty bills, you n***as don't fit the bill [Kendrick Lamar] You n***as don't keep it real, you fake as Pamela's titties I pound kitties, then hit the club with dogs with me Tan Polos, no socks, chop Dickies Tan coupe, no top, bumping Biggie [Schoolboy Q] Blowing sticky, before the group, been a hippy Nifty fifty, all blue, real crippy Big money, long stocks, ask Pippy Mask on, one sock, I gets busy [Ab-Soul] I smoke blacks, relax, and watch Walt Disney Puff squares, pace in circles until I'm dizzy Speaking of Disney, fantasies, I had many I used to hate on Mickey Mouse cause he had Minnie [Hook: Black Hippy] [Verse 3] [Schoolboy Q] Napped through my final, made enough, richer than Lionel f**ing b**hes on my job, cumming harder than a rhino Breaking their spinal, laid back, bumping my vinyl Navigation on the scopes, easy to find 'em [Jay Rock] Find you and I'm right behind you, laid back, puffing a blunt Gat on my lap, constantly talking sh**, I'mma dump Your homies acting charged up, they can still get jumped Take your chain, ash the kush for all you punks [Kendrick Lamar] However you want, whenever you want, you all can get it Contagious, it's mad syphilis, blazing, it's God-giftedness Die over d**h sentences, flow hot, plus the beat knock like Jay witnesses Tell them I k**ed the witnesses [Ab-Soul] Gifted as twenty Christmases, itching to blow Like twenty b**hes with mouths that need a dick in it, wow I ran rap for half a mile, then got tired Laid down and realized that I was lying [Hook: Black Hippy]