[Verse 1: lo3rd]

Yeah, this my night, now they gon' die (Right, right)

I don't know where they've been hiding, but I'm gonna get 'em right

They gonna fall, Ba-Babylon, but this time they ain't coming back

They so scared that I'ma spot 'em, they can feel the pain when I'm around

Yeah, chaos, bombing on the club

I'm sending opps into the mud

If we were dust then you'll go back

You got no chances, drop your gun

Right, right (Right)

You thought that I died

But I'm back, but I'm back

Now you wanna hide

[Verse 2: visions]

Pull up and I robbed him, we leave that pussy haunted

Gas from all the exhaust in my Phantom, bitch, you coughing

Choking under pressure? Nah, he choking on that fentanyl

We said, "Fuck the measures," 'cause we never fucking cared at all

Y'all said I'm the lavish one, holy spirit to the son

Bitch, I keep my minigun, shoot that motherfucker up for fun

That-That boy won't shut the fuck up, like pussy, why you babble on?

Fall down, fall down, like you is the Babylon

[Bridge: lo3rd]

Yeah, ha, you a little flower

Yeah, I'ma stomp on you, you little coward

We got no pity for a pussy that's just hiding

Babylon, Babylon, you're falling

Yeah, ha, you a little flower

Yeah, I'ma stomp on you, you little coward

We got no pity for a pussy that's just hiding

Babylon, Babylon, you're falling

[Chorus: rans0m]

He was looking at me funny so we cropped him like a photo (Hoo)

Cash, I can't stop, I want more dough (Hoo)

Stabbed in the back, that's a low blow (Hoo)

Pass me the rock, I'll go loco

He was making jokes, we get him gone just like that

He was making jokes, we knock the top of his hat

You get clothes at SHEIN, my gang walking out of Saks

He not what he seems, I could tell that boy a rat

[Verse 3: primm]

I know that you like to bite, got my red dot on the side

I ain't giving no more warnings, I ain't playing no polite

Full mag dump, make your last prayer

Fucking up the game, but they hating on the player

Ice on all my teeth, yeah, that shit real cold

Like BO2 the way I got some control

I got seven dawgs, yeah, I call 'em Paw Patrol

Had to-Had to call Ben up, you ain't know it but we was a troll, yeah

[Chorus: rans0m, primm & visions]

He was looking at me funny so we cropped him like a photo (Hoo)

Cash, I can't stop, I want more dough (But we was a troll, yeah, hoo)

Stabbed in the back, that's a low blow (Hoo)

Pass me the rock, I'll go loco (But we was a troll, yeah)

He was making jokes, we get him gone just like that

He was making jokes, we knock the top of his hat (But we was a troll, yeah)

You get clothes at SHEIN, my gang walking out of Saks (Why you babble on?)

He not what he seems, I could tell that boy a rat (Fall down, fall down, like you is the Babylon)