[Verse 1: RB Sixtwo]

Get the fuck out the way, if I up, I'ma click

Where the fuck you gon' run when I flick

Siyah, Benji; both of them hit

I'm tryna get wavy, start smacking the grip

Waving the G, get them close, made 'em them dip

Walk down gang, tryna toss off the hip

Kuu, Biggz, JJ; lit, if you not smoking Pop then you seeing the clip

Opp thot throw it back on a dick, in the back of the block, tell her line me a Crip

Trooping thru park tryna see who gon' lack

They say [?] I gotta aim for a Hat

Tae B what? Nigga got smacked

Every trip onna Hats, I gotta black

Just throw on the beam, no playing for tags

I'ma throw up the Jet, he better not throw it back

2 deep with the Makks, tryna flick us a Hat

Like walk 'em down with the G, leave 'em flat

Get up close, throw the beam on his back

GP dead, Izzy packed

[Verse 2: 3wick]

That nigga got turned into a reefer

Like why the fuck would you die for a pizza?

I went to 10-4 tryna go for the Peter, I can't wait til I see me a Sweeper

Them niggas is butt, like word to bro, who telling me what?

I'm on that block, niggas know wassup, better get out the street when I up, better duck

"Who that right there?" I ask him where he from, if he say the wrong thing I start upping my gun

Gotta roll up the Kuu, this shit fuck with my lung, we done trooped back to back from the night to the sun

Bro came back with a switch, when I got on the opps, almost flicked on my bitch

This shit getting washed, who telling me shit?

And I do what I want, I don't care I'ma glitch

Better get out the way, I start upping my grip

I'm bouta black, brodie throw on a fit

I start seeing red, think I spot me a Crip, better get on the floor I'ma throw on his bitch

[Outro: RB Sixtwo & 3wick]

Kuu, Kuu, Fuck Kuu, Poppa

Talk that shit back

Biggz, Biggz, Biggz, Biggz, Biggz, Kuu