[Chorus]
Break 'em off like chopsticks
These boys don't profit
Break 'em off like chopsticks
These boys ain't got shit
So I break 'em off

[Verse 1]
I'm back on my grind
It's that boy V, watch me shine
These haters outta line, so I break 'em off
Now is the time to speak your last thoughts
Don't try to act scary
Or you gonna see that concealed A-carry
Got these haters runnin' like Tom and Jerry
Plus I got more paper than a whole library
So I don't understand
Try to act tough, but I see through your plans
I'm always ready to throw down these hands
If you wanna clash, you better bring the whole clan

[Chorus]
Break 'em off like chopsticks
These boys don't profit
Break 'em off like chopsticks
These boys ain't got shit
Break 'em off like chopsticks
These boys don't profit
Break 'em off like chopsticks
These boys ain't got shit
I break 'em off
[Verse 2]
When I'm on the court, shootin' hoops
Boys runnin' in circles like a loop-de-loop
When I run up and dunk with both hands
These girls gonna cheer 'cause I'm the man
And these haters gonna act like they don't care
When I know deep down they're well aware
That they ain't got style, and they ain't got profit
And if they try to move, I'ma break 'em like chopsticks
And that's how I ride
These punk-ass bustas better not come outside
'Cause if they do, it'll be the last chance
To say goodbye before they can

[Chorus]
Break 'em off like chopsticks
These boys don't profit
Break 'em off like chopsticks
These boys ain't got shit
Break 'em off like chopsticks
These boys don't profit
Break 'em off like chopsticks
These boys ain't got shit
I break 'em off