[Verse 1: HK]

We're the real SGs, are you taking the piss?

We dust down Bellz, he ain't on shit

Corn get crashed, better hold them wigs

Got Munna in my lungs, didn't catch Young Twigz

Run a man down no shank, I ain't joking

Do it like Trap, swing shanks like Logan

R1 turned Glendon to a package

They back it, they panic, they still can't manage

D2 got wet in his head

Munna got skrred to bed

Thumpz got dripped and drowned

And red on the scene, pronounced dead

Hop out the ride, can't do it like me

If I get my man, he's on ITV

Put your hands in the air if you got donе by me

Fuck it, lemme just spill somе tea

D2 got wet and his face got ripped up

Butch got slapped, made him scream high pitched

DoRoad got wooshed and he fell like shit

Shout D9, he like fuck lil kids

I done checked your status

Nothing but civilian faces

I can talk about drilling, it's basic

Talk on Busy, I ain't seen him in ages

And I'm tired of these 410 yutes

Chest shot, stab it, and drag it

Now I gotta escape from the boys in blue

Fuck it I'm smoking on AD too

[Verse 2: Si]

Everyone rise up, let's go

When we got to the 6, know we're taking a pole

DoRoad smoked, Bre-Bre got boned (Ughhh)

Lemme just hold my own

If we're taking a tour 'round Tulse

Why not show where Slimz turned ghost?

Why not show where Meshak jumped out

With a pump out tryna fry man's dome?

Yo, and lemme address all my paigons

SM can't check my status

Everyone got back when they saw badman get low

And have his own wavers

Swing and serve, AP ain't dead but it's soon his turn

We get burst when they get burst

Taking shots, put some in a hearse

Go get a get-back, ain't they learn?

Butch got done, like ain't he learn?

Bally got fried up, but they don't like us

Better get away if you wearin' that shirt