[Verse 1: Lil Durk]

Smoke opps out a Vega, 20 a show and the these niggas can't take us

40 Ruger leave a nigga with face lifts

RIP Pluto me and him on a space ship

Told Bentley to put me on the wait list

I just copped me a chopper, that Nina my fragrance

Roc gotta mop, he addicted to maintenance

No barber, but bro Nem be taping

Fly in that Bimmer with that steamer with K's

I got the Ashton and I throw up the Tre

I'm getting money, I'm stuck in my ways

Bitch, you ain't me cause I gotta get paid

Niggas be talking, got shooters like Ray

Slide in the morning do a drill, no Sway

Wanted his head gotta watch for the jakes

Niggas they bitch, they'll chill for the cake

But these bitch ass niggas so fake

[Verse 2: OTF NuNu]

These niggas be fake, gotta watch them

I’m hot, so I know they plotting

Go broke, have lil bro rob them

That Nina my problem solver

Man down, no shells, revolver

At the top but I gotta go harder

I like my lean a lil' darker

Bullet holes same size as Ms. Parker

My squad, they stay on dummy

Get back if you ain’t gettin’ no money

YSL got me straight stuntin

I’m strapped, you tweak, I’m uppin'

Cash out, make it back, it’s nothing

Red spots on his face, no blushing

These guns, they burning like Usher

My shooters gonna score at the buzzer

[Verse 3: Lil Durk]

Niggas get clapped bout rap

War time, no twitter but a nigga get clout

Clout Boyz, beg for a diss to get clout

Do a hit with 4-6, catch a opp then we out

Ring cost 30, but the watch cost 50

Ask French, cause he got at the same place for like 50

Free 5, tryna give bro 5 thats 50

Then we slide wit the 50, free 9 no 50

And we cooling with foreign

Bang Bro yo' bitch, no porn

Just made a hundred off touring

Free Rio, gave him 23 like jordan

Twenty two shotz, plus one that's Jordan

If you stupid, niggas mad cause we do this

Lil Varney he a savage and he ruthless

3hunna OTF, that’s the movement

[Verse 4: OTF NuNu]

Put a drum in a nickel

Shootas on point, and they aiming official

Blowing that tech like a ref with a whistle

My niggas they thirsty, don't pick up your dribble

Want war, we got missiles

Squad so hungry they eating a grissle

Bitch I'm the shit, I'm allergic to tissue

We savage, not civil, get money no issue

Only the family cause niggas ain't with you

Feeling myself cause I copped a new pistol

Aiki gon' blow, Rex toting on the low

Bought a lens for the scope, guns cocked for a roach

Take 'em down for the coke, Remy got it in his coat

Pound and lean, roll the dope, these niggas don't tote

Yall niggas won't blow, 400 for da goat

Broke niggas do the most, stacking bread by the loaf

Burning trees by da O, try to swim, and get soaked