[Verse 1: starsaga]

W-W-Where the fuck yo' mans at?

Oh no bitch can't stand that

B-B-Bitch I got a ten pack, aim it at yo' head-

A-A-Aim it till you dead, choppa' till its red

Yes, I got the fuckin' bread

This hoe talkin' to the feds

Writin' saga and I'm with Clay

In that kick doe' I'm wit' Jae

He see fifty shades of spray

This the HenchMob uh aye

HenchMob Gang, HenchMob Thang'

That bitch feelin' on my face

On the ceiling I can't think

Drop bout' 50 onna' tank, and head up in the sank'

Why the- why the fuck this lame?

Let the Gen 5 bang, uh

I ain't feel the same, gotta' check my brain

Yeah, my 223 insane, yeah

Yeah, it got a blade, yeah

I-I-I ain't feel the same, gotta' check my brain, yeah

Yeah, my 223 insane, yeah

Yeah, it got a blade-

[Verse 2: Nettspend]

All my bruddas' in this bitch and if you talkin' on HenchMob, I might just send a fuckin' clip

Hundreds in my fuckin' pockets and they saggin' to my dick

And yeah that hoe gon' hit my phone, and she get fucked, she get dismissed

And when they talkin' bout' lil Nett then they gon' talk yeah with respect

And when we jumpin' out that Benz, I got a blade up on the cig

Jt done hit my phone man he said "WitchGang up next"

And when I hit the net its on that cause' I'm jumpin' on necks

Fuck a double cup, I poured a 6

Because zuro up next

Thats my brudda till the end, I said we steppin' on necks

Back in school we high as shit, I ain't doin' no test

Back in school we high as shit, ain't no way that was the test