Fanatic Lyrics

Woah, yeah

Huh, let's get it man

ayy, chapo, ayy, ayy

She call me a trappin' fanatic, cause I be a addict

Your boy fell in love with them bands

I'm in the whip and I'm rollin' up runtz with the funnel

This gas, put your ass in a trance

2.23's rippin' and runnin', my niggas be gunnin

We finna hit you and your mans, you don't understand

I'm airin' out shit like a fan, we whippin' out sticks from the van

I'm up in this bitch kickin' shit like Japan

Fuck on your hoe while she poppin' a Xan

When I up with the Glock, best believe it won't jam

And if you scary Larry, then I'm dirty Dan

I'm swervin' the white and the green and the tan

Boy, I got all the flavors, you know I'm the man

Got too many stripes in the streets, it ain't sweet with that heat

Boy, my ass was just down in the can

I'm tryna just run me a whole hundred grand

Then when I get it, Ill run it again

When I'm up in the benz, don't be spinning no bends

Think that I'm lacking then bitch think again

She finna come through and she bringin' her mans

Her nigga still coppin' and Chapo got grams

She said I'm that nigga, I got me a fan

Just bend that thang over and fuck for the cam

Swervin' in lanes when I'm up in the jam

If the feds get behind me, then I'm finna scram

I got me two cases that's pending, don't know when they ending

So now it's my time to go ham

My niggas stay movin' with focus, turn you hocus pocus

Ill get your ass outta the land

I thought you's a man, you can't even stand on your ten

I got you a pen, now go think of a plan

Bad little bitch and she geek for the sex

I told that little bitch to just throw me the neck

I'm lookin' like Nike, cause I got a check

And you lookin' real pissed like you wantin' to wreck

Run down, man down, ah man

Niggas drill holes with the tech

Boy better get your little ass some respect

Big timb boots keep my foot on they neck

I'm big chap, big stepper

Chop, you's a bitch, boy never

When you hot, be clever

You finessed or nesser

I'm so tired of these niggas thinkin that they be comparin' to me by the dividends

Cause when I walk in the streets and they talk in the buliding, get money and Chapo be synonyms

I keep the rubber on me like I'm Michelin

Cause I be fucking them bitches from Michigan

Next time I'm fucking, I hope that I miss again

Feel like my kids a have problems with listening

Poppin the pussy, her shit really glistening

Young nigga wavy, y'all need some conditioning

Little nigga crazy, that boy need some discipline

Foot on they neck, I won't change my positioning

I'm at the top

Grindin' too hard, I won't stop

You hate me, well wait til I pop

Pop out with a Glock, up it till his body flop

Oh, that's why they call him Slimmchap

Im up in this bitch and I'm beatin' her box

Just wait til I'm finished, then she can kick rocks

I'm smokin' on pressure, it knocked off my socks

Y'all niggas be flaky, yall fuck with the ops

Just call me the janitor, I got the mops

I'm smokin' some pressure, they call it some slops

I hit from the back and she tell me don't stop

I'm lookin' like Kuzco when he diddy bop

No fucks for the ops cause they fuck with the cops, and that shit really hot, so get off of my block

On the way to the top, grindin' hard, I won't stop

Now all of y'all know why they call me Slimmchap

Gang, gang

Gang,gang,gang,gang,gang