Back again up in this motherfucker
Entertainment for you motherfuckers
Come for my M's you'll get this double-double
.44 straight to your bubble
In this game because I love the trouble
So watch your tone if you don't wanna rumble

You niggas pop shit
Like, my nigga, did you forget?
We know you not with
Any inch of the real shit
So, nigga, stop it
I ain't knocking your little hustle
But watch it
I would hate to hear that loud

Ooh, chitty-chitty bang, chitty-chitty bang
Oh, them cannons rang
Yes, them cannons rang
Make sure you photo ready
When you see the gang
I thought I told you lames
We are not the same

Uh, having some fun
While you out your run
Taking victory laps
I'm in the hood with them ones
Catch me out in Decatur
With some meat and potatoes
Waffle House in Atlanta
I'll hit the Blue Flame later
With the two-tone gators
Who you know gon' fade us?
I see them hoes keep trying
Professional imitators
Ref, where's the flag?
Now you're making me mad
When 47 get that
Bitch, you betta get back

You niggas pop shit
Like, my nigga, did you forget?
We know you not with
Any inch of the real shit
So, nigga, stop it
I ain't knocking your little hustle
But watch it
I would hate to hear that loud

Ooh, chitty-chitty bang, chitty-chitty bang
Oh, them cannons rang
Yes, them cannons rang
Make sure you photo ready
When you see the gang
I thought I told you lames
We are not the same

Ooh, chitty-chitty bang, chitty-chitty bang
Oh, them cannons rang
Yes, them cannons rang
Make sure you photo ready
When you see the gang
I thought I told you lames
We are not the same

Chitty-chitty bang
Chitty-chitty bang
Ooh, chitty-chitty bang
Chitty-chitty bang
Sometimes I experiment
With all the drugs on my table

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Harold Lilly, Hasben Jones, Michael Barney