[Intro: TNT Slinky]

Y-y-yo, do you know gutter crawlers?

S-S-Slinky

Yeah

Gutter crawler

[Verse 1: TNT Slinky]

I got a .45, yuh

[?]

Run it back for some dumb shit

I'm 'bout to stab, you better run quick

Fuckin' yo' ho, she a dumb bitch

When I walk in the function, three stacks what I'm talkin'

[?] facefuckin', now she screamin' that she love it

[Interlude: TNT Slinky]

(Yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: TNT Slinky]

Yeah

We gon' take a fuckin' hatchet, we gon' slam it in his head

It splits in two (Gutter craw-aw-aw—)

Took my Glocky in my pocket, pop it out, it point at you

We gon' pull up on your friends, show 'em what the choppa do

Shoot the K [?] and I steal all your jewels

[Bridge: IKUZXOXO]

Ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy-y-y

[Verse 3: IKUZXOXO]

Get my fuckin' bag, then I run [?] yeah

I'm like Bob the Builder 'cause I always got my tool, yeah

If you talkin' shit, then [?]

[?] motherfucker, then you would stand still

[?]

Pull up in the middle of the fuckin' night with my strap out

Pussy bitch, you gon' get gunned down

Leave yo' body in the river where you'll forever be fuckin'—

Six on his head just like it was a (Gutter crawler) touchdown

[Verse 4: poisoned]

Postin' Airsoft guns onto yo' motherfuckin' story

Finna find you, bitch, no, this ain't no mo'fuckin' Dory

When I find you, bitch, just know this (Ayy, ayy) place gon' get so gory

Finna steal yo' bitch, shout-out to motherfuckin' Torie (Yeah)

[Bridge: poisoned]

I cannot fuck wit' no bitch who always on my fuckin' cock

If-if-if you really wanna fight me, just (Yeah, yeah) let me know and we'll ro-o-o—

P-p-pistol on me (Ayy, ayy), and I'll let it pop out

Talkin' (Ayy, ayy-ayy) like a bitch, I'll punch you 'til (Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy) you fuckin' knocked ou-u-u—

[Verse 5: poisoned]

Choppas on my waist, and I ain't 'fraid to fuckin' use it

Blowin' out your speakers with this motherfuckin' music

Talk to me again, and then I'm finna fuckin' lose it

Why do I live this life? I don't know, I didn't choose it (Yeah)

[Verse 6: ACZF]

Ayy, I got a thing out wit' practice

You don't wanna bag this, I stay in my palace

Like, open up, open up, open up, atlas

For every track I hit, you can track it

Pull up, I back in, double the action

Don't really care, you all know what gon' happen

Pull up, it's traction, end of the road, you hittin' the backend

[Verse 7: ACZF]

Smoke close wit' batteries, come on and battle these

Knowin' the hazard, the little league pitchin' team try and belittle me

Makin' the enemy, this is the remedy

Action a penalty

Know it gon' better me, know it gon' end of me

Goin' across and it go like an entity

Don't even try when you donate, it better be

[Verse 8: ACZF]

Where you be posted, you don't be knowin'

All of the times that you left, it is frozen

Speak into words, you gon' call him

All of the times that you leave and you know it