[Chorus: Lil Nut, Yung Plague & Lil Choppa]

Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill

If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal

Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill

If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal

Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill

If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal

Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill

If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal

Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill

If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal

Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill

If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal

Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill

If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal

Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal (Ruby got 'em)

[Verse 1: Yung Plague]

Straight outta hell, ring the bells, Plague is here to stay

Roaches and locusts, they cover me

No halo hoverin', follow me in your grave

Ain't got no Patek because I'll be here 'til the end of fuckin' times

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done and still you wonder, "Who am I?"

I am the devil's son, born and raised

Preachin' suicide, googly eyes, "Tell me more," okay

Praise the fuckin' devil, God can suck my dick, I scorch the plains

Makin' mountains crumble, glaciers meltin', oceans swellin', I'm Lord of the Plagues (Load up my—)

Wait a fuckin' minute, I got more to say

Threatenin' swordplay, some would say nay 'cause the tip of my sword blade dipped in chlordane

Lord Plague breakin' fortés, $carecrow in the corn maze

Hauntin' board games, for war, we pray

Plague is cold in Norway hangin' from the doorframe with the sores and stain

[Refrain: Yung Plague]

For war, we pray

7th Ward, the Grey

For war, we pray

7th Ward, the Grey

For war, we pray

7th Ward, the Grey

For war, we pray

[Verse 2: Lil Choppa]

Death is inevitable, the fuckin' $carecrow walkin' on his tiptoes

On your blood-stained wood floor, you know, mister typical

Hearin' the fuckin' voices through my window (Beggin' to be dead)

But no worries, just like Chucky, Cut Throat got the blade, and the knife

May thy rise for the Yung Christ, never even died

My father just forsaken I, I'm still suicide until I die

It's an eye for an eye

Speakin' of die, I— (Someone help me out)

See the reaper havin' a busy season

Won't even let me rest, while I'm sleepin'

It's gettin' harder to watch from the bleachers

The father of evil, like Knievel, Ruby and I stay jumpin' over people

Xanax eatin', close to lethal

Cigarette breathin', junkie, used to needles

So I grew up a fuck-up (Pow, pow, pow, pow)

Load the nine up, my time's up, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

[Outro: Lil Choppa & Lil Nut]

Grew up a fuck up

Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill

Load the nine up (Fuck all this shit)

If you busters slippin'— (My time's up, fuck)

It's this pimp here—