[Intro: Hollywood Matt]

This a $crim beat

What up world, we live in the studio again, doing what we do best

K. Gotti, $crim, what it do?

Show these boys what you do with the beat, mane

[Verse 1: K. Gotti]

Got the top on the V8, speeding on a freeway catch me if you can, nigga

Fuck you and the DEA, guns get drawn it’s a lead like a replay

I'm Armstrong gone like LeBron on a breakaway

Stayin' home or get your dome blown like a throwaway

Embrance the face and leave them stuck like some hairspray

The murder rate, escalates in a murder state

A grimey place, earned the stripes [?]

Vigilante, untamed like I'm Wolverine

Flee the scene, it's routine when we intervene

Stream the deed go dumb in the first degree

$crim on the beat, bangin' hard like a [?]

Wax on my feet, I draw crowds when I speak

Listen to me while I preach, I throw the finger to police

I'm on this beat like a leash that can't tie me down

I got thirty in the clip and no one threating out

Life is how you take it, it's all what you make it

False accusations got me trapped in a basement

Addicted to the script and these bitches don't phase me

'Cause I'm a G*5 and the 9 on safety

It's fuck you, pay me, I pull it like a Daisy

Wasted on a payment better shock then amaze me

And your momma on her knees steady cryin' like a baby

Screamin' out 'please' while she squeezing on your lady

Twelve gauge pump got a nose like an elephant

Wasted in a dump, tie him up like a president

I'm heaven sent, and this theme is irrelevant

And evidence shows, that my flows are like medicine

I ball the [?] when the time allows it, the skies a pride of mine

[?] my unconscious mind to crucify the bride like I'm Optimus Prime

[Verse 2: $crim]

Eatin' dirty shrooms, flyin' high to the moon (Woop, woop)

I've been a fuckin' goon since I walked out the womb (Ah)

Wanna rob and kill, still got money but I'm robbin' still (Grrah)

$crim on the beat so you know it's ill (Dat right)

Pop one, pop two, I ain't talkin' pills, do it just for thrills (Woo, woop)

Stayin' trill, screamin', "Free Boosie"

Shout out to Trill (Free Boosie!)

I ain't stoppin' until I hit a mil' or hit a lick (Ah)

Tell these wack rappers, "Jump off the dick" (Work)

You know who you is, I ain't talkin' shit (Uh, uh)

Probably fucked your bitch, maybe fucked your wife (Ha)

G*59 stay down for life (Woop)

G*59 my army stripes (Woop)

Smokin' that pine got me high as a kite, that China White, golds shinin' bright (Ah)

Killin' these boys with the 808 (Work)

Nothin' was the same, I ain't talkin' Drake (Work)

Talkin' 'bout money how you gonna hate (Work)

Before I kill a motherfucker, lemme walk away

Killin' these boys with the 808 (Work)

Nothin' was the same, I ain't talkin' Drake (Work)

Talkin' 'bout money how you gonna hate (Work)

Before I kill a motherfucker, lemme walk away (Work, ah)

[Outro: Hollywood Matt]

Yes in-motherfucking-deed, take the wax out your ears and listen clear

If y'all been sleeping on us, I know we just woke y'all up after hearing that

It's Hollywood Matt checkin' in all the way from the 9-8-5, where the bad bitches get live

Say $crim, say K. Gotti, we did it to them on this one and we're going to do it to them again and again

It don't stop, we in the studio all day, all work no play, and that's all got me feeling some type of way

But back to the topic, G*59 is 'bout to blast off like a rocket

Shootin' off into space, but G*59 ain't shootin' off to space: we're shooting straight to the chase

And the chase is this money; we chasin' this money like we're running in a race

Believe that, I thought you knew lil' one

And if you hating on me and my team you wasting your time We over here putting in that work every day and night

From sun down to sun up, we 'bout to come up

We trying to triple what we made yesterday

I'm living good, I'm looking good—just look at the watch

Y'all should understand I'm tryna swim in millions

I'm tired of playing with grands

Things are about to change

$crim's the one to blame