[Intro]

(Ain't no servin' bass, bitch, I'm in this bitch with Bass Kids)

[Verse 1: MJPAID]

For a Texaco, this a Code Red

Bitch ain't leavin', I be all up in my ho's head

Young nigga, still got more pape' then your old man

Niggas broke as a joke, George Lopez

Know a bitch who keep stick like Selena Gomez

I ain't trippin' if you leave, bitch, go 'head

More money, more pape', more bitches, more BINs

Everytime you was a wave, bitch, I dove in

In the deep end, twelve times let me hold fin

Before a nigga lеt you score, he [?] go ten

Pints, pop sеal when I poured it

My pockets got they ass beat, shit swollen

Niggas broke and they cappin' 'bout they life, I'll know (Damn)

I'm the type of nigga make ten, don't show it

No cap shit, how he ain't work if I sold it?

[Verse 2: Fordio & MJPAID]

This a green room, Code Red

Seen forty like ain't no way, no chance

No, we can't politick, you got clean hands

Three hundred every sip, ain't right without my meds

I AP in the store then double back again

If the people come for me, this gon' be the feds

Unky trappin' off the Dollar Tree, he served out with hits

She said she never seen money, I might let her take a glance

It's on the future, it's a lot of free bands

They said I'm motivatin', I'm just doin' what I can

If that's your ho, then why she doin' what I'm sayin'?

I have my run with [?] but unky have his run with Ten

Ain't new to this, been punch made like Dev

Why the hell I keep catchin' ten K's, no Kev?

I can't even see the hate in the man

He was talkin' out his neck, then had turned him to a strand (Baow)

[Verse 3: MJPAID]

Them juggs, they turned me to a man

How the fuck I turn a hundred to a band?

Five BINs popped up, God damn

Why you hatin', nigga? This was God's plan (Nigga)

I don't want the bank if that bitch don't got trans

CPN straight [?] soon as I opt in

Don't wanna hear you talk, nigga, you don't got ten

Boy, actin' like I fuck with you, you ain't locked in (Nah)