Lyrics Cig - Iayze

His lil' choppa ain't shit
(ZaySkillz) I'm ridin' 'round with a Sig
Sig, uh, Sig, uh
Sig, uh, Sig

His lil' choppa ain't shit (Shit)
I'm ridin' 'round with a Sig (Sig)
His lil' bitch just blew my high (High)
Fuck, now I need a Cig' (Cig')
She say she hate that I play (Play)
She just want me for the fame (Fame)
I got demons in my brain (Brain)
I just been thinking 'bout Nate (Nate)

Hop in that Bimmer and skate (Skate)
They wanna eat off my plate (Plate)
I just hopped up out that Wraith (Wraith)
Glock came straight out the case (Case)
Bullet, it just hit his face (Face)
She take a shot, then chase (Chase)
Them ain't real diamonds, they fakes (Fake)
She don't want shit but Jace (Jace)
His lil' choppa ain't shit (Shit)

I'm ridin' 'round with a Sig (Sig)
His lil' bitch just blew my high (High)
Fuck, now I need a cig' (Cig')
She say she hate that I play (Play)
Shе just want me for the fame (Famе)
I got demons in my brain (Brain)
I just been thinking 'bout Nate (Nate)

(Nate)