[Verse 1: Lil' Dark September]

Lately, I’ve been crazy, please sedate me

Maybe as of lately, I do not hate me

Pop a fucking addy, so I stop feeling so lazy

Then I Hop on a beat so quick just to tell a mothafucka suck my dick

I might be crazy off the shits I think I’m showing all the signs

Put the barrel to your skull just so I really fuck your mind

When it’s time blow that shit

It’ll be quick at the drop of a dime

You runnin' you wasting your time, bro

Cause this is the end of the line hoe

[Verse 2: Nokris]

Heard him talking shit

I’m creeping, scoping through the infrared

In a mood for death

Bitch I’m in a mood for taking heads

I run up on his clique

Leave the clip on E

Rob em’ for they shit cuz bitch I’m only after green

I put pressure on opposition, these niggas feel the heat

I increase the temperature by bout’ 100 degrees

Out the desert bitch I’m terror to a whole other degree

Niggas stay strapped up wit sticks and I stay strapped wit a RPG

[Verse 3: Lil Red October]

Bitch I move in silence, tendencies of violence, I'm a looming threat

Throw my set, try to touch my neck bitch you might lose yo breath

Fuck a vest, bullets ripping through, they toggled at yo chest

Or yo head, lookin' thru the glass you fucked and been obsessed

On bro, I'll beat yo ass and I put that on fonem grave

They look up in my face, eyes are red like they sprayed wit' mace

And I won't leave a trace, closed casket his bodied laid

His presence been erased, not to heaven but hell he stay

[Verse 4: Lil Blue August]

I got a couple bands and bitches wanna slide on me

I got a couple clips if niggas wanna slide too

We be them niggas kickin' hits these niggas slide to it

She know she got me callin' text me tell me “slide on me”

So I said turn me up

Pour me up

This chopper screaming what the fuck

I keep it tucked

He tryna get away he smothered

Start with his mother

And then we came to get his cousin

Now the city buzzin'

I thought you said you loaded up lil bitch

So where you runnin'?

I might just pull up to your function

Cause that’s how I’m thuggin'

I got this .45 I’m tuggin'

40 what I’m huggin'

How the fuck that thang so luscious

That’s that shit you won’t get stuck in

I’m off it

I lost it

Just put me in my coffin

This Henny got me coughin'

That molly got me stallin'

Yo thot be steady callin'

I bet that bitch is all in

I bet that bitch a popper issa hopper gotta floss it