[Verse 1: Danny G]

I've been with beats on my mind ever since pussy laid next to em

Lay in the grave and watch the boogie brains step to em

Yo majed do em, we make it dirty disgusting

Like the pirate pussy scurvy eating fungus off captains verga

Past approximate motha fucka fuck a circa

Bomb the competition like derka derka

Circle your microscopic comprehension around the sentences I project

With the raw Brazilian sample bumpin through your deck

And motha fuck yo set, we bang Colombian style we got them rocks to wreck

So hot you sweat, tell Lucifer que chupa

Bonita got me chunky inside like her pupusas

Yeah I bang like amps out the fucking stages

I spit the force of every mosh and every rage in steel cages

We tryna hit holes tonight, aim target release

After my metaphors leave you in your garden deceased

Pardon my preach, I simply do it for my lifeline

And Portuguese rockers to keep inhailing then white lines

AriZona in my white pint, I po' up for my potnas

Poppin moll and doing kamikaze dives into the saunas

Hit the deck pussies Garcia got the licks to right lick-em'

Sip the absynth till you see the green like night vision

The verde speaks to me, not in tongues or twist telling

I get it from my fam from Medellin brick buildings

80's punani on the fucking VHS for private viewing

Setting flames to you createn' phaser peasants

And tyrants chewing

My dick ya bish hold still and intake

My slithering serpent that'll drown you in that cum lake

Tonight's the night the spirits rise from the other side

But fuck them hoes we don't fuck with them other guys

Smother shine from the moon down your esophagus

Put you in the sarcafagus its simply my prerogative

Poppin' this we dropping shit like whales in the Atlantic

Fanatics of our tracks the same faggots laughing erratic

Automatic with the track shit smack you with the racket

I'm not talking twerking bitches when I hit you with the ratchet

Adequate the saddest shit is that this the facts trick

I'm not your average manikan taking demands and dancing which

Half of the acts you practicing, so don't even judge

Before I drop the sweet shit, I be dropping the fudge

And if you hit the squeal shit and start calling the fuzz

It's bout to get real hostile bitch I do what it does

[Verse 2: The Majedi]

See me and D-Box gon' lay you in thee box

So bitch get over here as suck on these cocks

Pick up like 3 pacs nah make it 2 Pacs

So me and d can spit bullets like 2 Glocks

Feasting on rappers in my soup no wonton

All majedi do is drop bombs like Swanton

Reppin OC and poppin' OCs

OxyContin smokin OZs you can't hold me

Back fuck the old me 'cause I'm born again

I'm killin' all my enemies I'm Jason bourning them

So keep playin' president bitch I'm playing Wilkes booth

And I stay smooth on this track like a silk suit

You actin crazy bitch go and get ya mind right

It's out con o'clock better get y time right

And fuck the limelight 'cause I ain't about that

I keep my grind tight all I do is bust raps

And you just suck cacks like a fucking porn star

Don't get hit by my fist of the North Star

And you got whore bats 'cause they been run through

You tryna find dirt on us like a gumshoe

And that's a detective for all you ignorants

So put your lighters in the air and smoke a spliff to this

Bitch I'm back on the hunt so go hide inside

'Cause Majedi can be deadly like some cyanide

And you a dead man if you try to play me

But all your hatin' ass words can't faze me

And I'm lazy cause I smoke too much weed

And Out Con we the best group indeed