[Verse 1: Demotus]

Fuck being broke

Got out my bands of that back of them porches

Not regular forces

We will not stop till we all got them porsches

Fuck that designer bitch I'm the designer

They say we lit like some torches

That metamorphous

Come in yo crib and we show you extortion

Come try my clique you'll get bodied

You cannot run with horses

I think that trappings my hobbie

Fuck nigga please try to rob me

Don't play no dumb shit, I enter the function

You know that that shit gon' get rowdy

Only real niggas around me

We are the kings of the county

All of this kush got me drowsy

I just might flex in a Audi

Then watch these haters get mad

Then ask them why are you pouting

I run the races man, fuck all that hating man

I'm bout creations creating shit

Bitch I been working we making hits

They come around cause we making it

Aye, Ya, they come around cause we making it

I just fuck her for the sake of it

Turn a pig into some bacon bits

You don't know nothing bout pounds

Got choppers that might lay you down

These niggas been sleeping so I leave em leaking

This violent shit keep me aroused

Aye, dusting my prints of them rounds

The silencer silence the sound

Them niggas ain't fuck with me then

Now they all fuck with me now

I sit back and get my girl to shoty

Turn a fucking function to a murder party

Dead presidents them franklins on me

Rad Kidz thats my fucking army, aye