[Verse 1: Gizmo]

I'll put you in the motherfuckin grave

I'm looking like a scrub straight up out the fucking cave

I don't give a fuck for shit get up out my fucking way

Ima kill yo whole squad bitch I'll squash yo whole wave

Smoking fat blunts in the middle of the day

In the middle of my town on a fucking Tuesday

I don't give a fuck how many times I gotta say

Shit, if you ain't gonna listen, then pull up, I wanna fade, aye

No, you don't want it, no no, you don't want it

My aura is haunted

If I’m gonna do it I’m on it, I’m on it

I’m might be on the hen

No, I might be on the chronic

Just don't push my temper

My face gonna enter the center

[Verse 2: Mavo]

Car smoked to the bump in the trunk

Slapping

Triple stacking that pack

Porsche pressed ceiling the back of it

Like he saw them

With tabs off in that Parliament

Getting lost in the dark again

Getting caught in the narcs a bit

Like he didn't even spark a cig

Flip this in a [?] shit

[?]

Pyro converting them call coordinates

Jumping servant servants zips

Pull up to that marksmen

Watch yo head shatter like that fucking damn parchment

Bitch