"Chop Out" lyrics

Huh, I'm riding around with my chop now
Brand new Beam' with the top down
Baby, not now
When I step up out the house, I keep my Glock out

She wanna be my spouse and I'm like, "Not now"
She wanna use her mouth and I'm like, "Not now"
Brand new AR'll take a cop out
We finna go on a lick, you better not cop out
Choppa get a nigga hit, now he on the ground
I'm gonna fuck this bitch while he looking down
Brand new racks, let's go to Saks Fifth
They wanna fuck with my raps saying I don't miss
Riding 'round with that choppa, shooting up, blam
Then I'ma get top and his bitch [?]
Bitch, I'm getting guap, I'm blowing bands
I don't want that thot, she on my dick

Huh, I'm riding around with my chop now
Brand new Beam' with the top down
Baby, not now
When I step up out the house, I keep my Glock out