[VERSE 1: BANE]

First off before we get started before you get bodied dont speak on my name

Nigga wan fight? Mortal kombat my choppa got kick like it's last name was kang

You buy a watch and a chain for a bitch I do not give a fuck bout exchange

Copped a prescription and pop me a perc so I dont feel a thing

Melt yo face off

Ain’t no witness

Case closed

Hoes I hate those

You just wanna date those

We erase foes turn you to a day folks

We the bang bros cock and then we aim those

First of these niggas be trippin

I ran off on music but bitch im stillin

These niggas be plottin and talkin bout snitchin

They pull up my shit and im cleaner than chitlins

Im in the shit but im chillin

He got a cape then I guess im a villain

Clip go bananas you trip ima peel it

She droppin them panties but she ain't appealing

Fuck is a ceiling?

Me and my niggas we dont got no limit

Really send shots so im not wit the scrimmping

Pull up and pop like a thot in the mirror

Nigga please stop it ain't no more comparing

If I catch a opp then I tear out his larynx

[VERSE 2: CAIM]

I keep my metal gear on me, it’s solid no snake

Hands on the fence, and fingers through the grate

When these niggas see me, they full up with hate

I need 44 mags and a pair of 3-8s

Uppin the flex on these niggas, Y-3 and 1K shit

I need some Flashtreks, look like I'm walking in space bitch

White Russian Owls get stuffed every day bitch

You got an order, then come here to place it

All these contenders tryn get this gamo off my waist

Same niggas outta the way

Same niggas talkin behind me any other day

But none of em up in my face

Smoking this moonrock, I'm not finna come down from space

Unless you calling for a play

Most of these niggas be saying we never gon fade

And disappear the next day

Couple of niggas been calling me soft

But nobody ready to press me at all

He take a look at my eyes and he walk

Niggas can't differ the smoke from the fog

These niggas capping, they said I won't snapping

Go look up my name and get hit wit a backhand

Prices go up and they fill up the backend

I got some niggas that love shooting straps and

Hitting these licks been a mfin hobby

Making money put some life in my body

He crip walkin, make em dance witta choppa

Dash on the stain like my name Ricky Bobby

Smoking on gas got me Koffing and Weezing

No Pokemon bitch, but we Pikachu fiending

Pull up and spend, bitch it's moneybag season

Been running yall pockets so dry for no reason

I needa reup on weapons

I need some gears of war for my protection

He say he nice but I'm better

I'm stomping on necks, no releasing the pressure

I’m goin off on whoever

Niggas been crossing my life since forever

I’m done wit forgive and forgetting

These niggas been backwards and they gon regret it