[Intro: StanWill]

(Kids Next Door)

Huh, what up, Suspect?

Huh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Lonis on this)

Ayy, ayy

Huh, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, ayy (808 Kartel, nigga)

[Verse 1: StanWill]

Glock tucked in the TEC, yes, I play foul

Hopped out the bed, hit the road, bitch, I'm pay bound

Banana clips, monkey nuts, boy, it's apes 'round

Bro done threw the titties in the chop, shout-out JWoww

Yeah, I'm on scorch mode off of six digits

Ain't thinking 'bout what's her name, that shit been ended

All the hoes in my past, yeah, they big finished

Gang being broke? Sound something like a big midget

Right, it don't make sense

Niggas know where I stay and won't shake shit

Boy, you couldn't be me if you could shapeshift

Damn monkey see, monkey do in my BAPE drip

Throw his heart on, now he's tryna ride waves

Doing fraud OT, you know crime pays

.9 tucked in my skinnies, I'm beyond Faze

If it's static, I'll let it sing like Beyoncé

Feel like Steve-O up in Apple, I'm a jackass

You should throw a hat on yo butt, with yo cap-ass

Warrior up on the road, feeling like I'm Mad Max

Out the way counting pape', probably where the bag at

Put a shell in his back, he a turtle now

Two straps off Carti frames, feel like Urkel now

Brought a Moon Mist to the trap but it's purple now

ShittyBoyz, ShittyBoyz, we the ones you heard about

[Verse 2: Almighty Suspect]

Huh, how you wanna do it?

Two hands, one hand, how I wanna shoot it?

Two pills in this bitch, now I'm feeling booted

And I just found a nigga bitch, now I'm finna lose it

Me and Stan, we on Melrose

Bitch, the day we ain't fly, nigga, Hell froze

Hit the plug for the pack, he'll mail those

.45 way too big, put my belt on

Huh, I don't know names

Whole gang full of joints, I don't know lames

I ain't GameCube, bitch, I play no games

Big body Benz, lil' bitch, I'm in both lanes

Call Stan, he the Scam Man

I'll sing with the chop like I'm Xanman

Bitch, I'm up, now my name "Hunnid Band Man"

I'll hit him with a hunnid shots, he the Lead Man

LA to the D, bitch

Outside, you ain't never in the streets, bitch

Throw my lil' niggas' backs, I'm like keep this

I'll lose a bitch [?] man, I can't keep shit

Huh, I'll never cap

Bitch ask for some dough? I said never that

You just keep getting robbed, you ain't never strapped

Bitch, and your songs, they was weak, you should never rap

[Verse 3: StanWill]

Bro the Thrust Man, got the buffies off the road

Hopped in that bag, made a duffy off the road

Jason Voorhees, how I'm cutting into hoes

BIN too heat, boy, it's busting in the store

Plus signs on the denim, we all in Ksubis

Lil' bro shooting off the Perc' like it's Call of Duty

It'll be a cold day in Hell, we all [?]

Up chopsticks on the opps, turn them all to sushi