[Intro]

Ayo, ayo

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

Aye, aye, aye

Aye aye aye, aye aye aye


[Refrain]

Cookin' up good stuff

Kill a motherfucker like hood snuff

Me and my bitch caused a ruckus

The motherfucking cops took us

To the warehouse, oh fuck us


[Verse 1]

You better walk out your crib, lil' bitch, get hit

She ain't gon' talk shit (Bucka), so we better cut them tits

Keep on cutting her until she says about her kids

Nah, fuck this ain't no Lil Sea shit

That shit could leave the Devil greavin'

Which I do, why the fuck you rapping 'bout incest, dude?

Anyway what the fuck, some motherfuckеr stole our truck

It had "Fuck Yamu, fuck LuKey, hate on both of thеm until Tuesday"

They want beef? They too pussy

These motherfuckers too fussy

Wanna mess with this crew? He must be

Very dusty


[Pre-Chorus]

To wanna mess with these fuckers up on the signs

Two, gonna kill 'em without the rhymes

Three, gonna chop 'em and dice 'em just like some cheese

Four, that's all their music is, so for fuck sake please

Shut the fuck up or you won't be alive

Five, on the time, gotta pack it up so just


[Chorus]

Gimme the keys, I'll take you across the city with the gang

The 6D experience, girl this gon' shake your knees

But not sexually but 'cause you gon' be stuck with these

Motherfuckers who drive reckless on the road

They gon' pull on over and ask you as a ho'

Can you suck our dicks, whilst we race from the po-po

You better say yes, or you better go, go


[Verse 2]

All you bitches get hit, never want to get lit

Wait, what the fuck - I just dropped another track

Most of y'all is wondering if I'm fucking back

Hell no I ain't, I'm just here to catch a plaque

That shit got caught, like the motherfucking rat

And my gat go rat-tat-tat

Got my bitch controlling me like fucking Ratatouille

I wake up in the hospital, what happened to me?

What the fuck just happened? I was 'tacking goonies

Then I get run over by Wayne Roonie


[Pre-Chorus]

You wanna mess with the fuckers up on the signs

Two, gonna kill 'em without the rhymes

Three, gonna chop 'em and dice 'em just like some cheese

Four, that's all their music is, so for fuck sake please

Shut the fuck up or you won't be alive

Five, on the time, gotta pack it up so just


[Chorus]

Gimme the keys, I'll take you across the city with the gang

The 6D experience, girl this gon' shake your knees

But not sexually but 'cause you gon' be stuck with these

Motherfuckers who drive reckless on the road

They gon' pull on over and ask you as a ho'

Can you suck our dicks, whilst we race from the po-po

You better say yes, or you better go, go


[Refrain]

Cookin' up good stuff

Kill a motherfucker like hood snuff

Me and my bitch caused a ruckus

The motherfucking cops took us

To the warehouse, oh fuck us


[Outro]

Yee, yee

Got the breezy, got the breezy

You wear yeezies, you wear yeezies

But I'm still with the jeebies