Schoolboy Q - Oxy Music lyrics

Yeah; I got my hustle dog I gets my hustle off, oxycontin hero-oine Cra-zayy; I got my chopper dog Don't make me chop him off Chop chop chop chop, knock him off Blood on the wall, d**h in the air Birds on the ground, pistols everywhere Devil's in the eyes, babies always cry Poppa never home, f** it we all alone Tryin to get rich yeah that talkin right Grab me the beaker I'll measure the white Heat up the water, drop it in pot Baking soda and ice cubes make it rock Get you a saucer the razor go chop Get you a Glock and invest in a block Set up your shop, dare 'em to pop f**ed by the cop jacked his a** with a shot Ya ya! Yeah; I got my hustle dog I gets my hustle off, oxycontin hero-oine Cra-zayy; I got my chopper dog Don't make me chop him off Chop chop chop chop, knock him off Cra-zayy; I got my hustle dog I gets my hustle on, prostitutes and raps and all Cra-zayy; I got my chopper dog Don't make me chop him off Knock knock knock knock, knock him off Satan in your soul, let it take control Oxycontin fiends, keep the foil low Let the pill burn, inhale exhale it slow Let your heart explode, drop you to the flo' I gets the dough, I hustle hard Ace Hood ain't got sh** on moi Green beans, 80's for sure They like what I'm talkin bout You know what I'm talkin bout? No syringes or nothin just h**ns cousin smoke mufflers out Yeah; I got my hustle dog I gets my hustle off, oxycontin hero-oine Cra-zayy; I got my chopper dog Don't make me chop him off Chop chop chop chop, knock him off Cra-zayy; I got my hustle dog I gets my hustle on, prostitutes and raps and all Cra-zayy; I got my chopper dog Don't make me chop him off Knock knock knock knock, knock him off Only Lords knows, and only time'll tell Will I got to heaven, or will I burn in hell? Music in my mind, vibratin down my spine travels to my heart, shoulda been here from the start Now I get bread for my audio (Call me your pusher these bars that I'm pushin) You know I ain't talkin a Xanny bro (n***a we on it be up by the mornin) You wreck a new b**h wearin panties though (Threw out my line) Fished up for sho' (n***a we eatin) You oughts to know (Put my big boy in her) nebulo There she blows, #HiiPower controllin Our hustle keep goin sh-sh**tin on n***az Excuse all our colons, boss after boss Don't be pissed that we ballin we here for the moment (We gettin this cash) My flows be imported My b**h be imported, my grind get distorted Your life get deported, ch-ch-ch-ch-choppers deployin Loosin my brain while recordin on Q, Q, Q Ooh-ooh! Ooh-ooh! Ooh-ooh! Yeah, Q!