The chi

Highway 280, that's where I was born from Y'all ain't know Georgetown, where I come from

They say the county don't know about me When it's Quitman County or an on this game

But I got rules up on my own, I rose in the mud Now go ahead, go and take it to the run

I already got my gun, pop em out like it's late And you know I ain't gone going back to the time

When I over here chillin, over here like Scottie Pimpin

I got many points to throw but I ain't got much to say

Talking to ya like, ayy

I'ma go ahead and show you how I really feel

I'm about to take you down to the ceiling

That's the fan running down on me