[Intro: Yung Plague]

Chump change, boy, now you gotta hate, boy

Pull up the with the motherfucking AK, boy

Pull up like it's motherfucking game day, boy

Shoot 'em with the pistol, shoot 'em point-blank, boy, yuh

Chump change, boy, now you gotta hate, boy

Pull up the with the motherfucking AK, boy

Pull up like it's motherfucking game day, boy

Shoot 'em with the pistol, shoot 'em point-blank, boy, yuh

Chump change, boy, now you gotta hate, boy

Pull up the with the motherfucking AK, boy

Pull up like it's motherfucking game day, boy

Shoot 'em with the pistol, shoot 'em point-blank, boy, yuh

[Verse 1: Yung $carecrow]

Product of the poison, you can bet your life on it

Teeth got the ice on it, wrist still got the slice on it

That walking stigmata and poltergeist

Still feelin' stuck every single night

Don't give a fuck if I live or die

Surprised to this point that I have survived

Pull up with the motherfuckin' AK tucked, bitchboy, good luck

Yung Plague got the blade, hit the slay

Then we spray with the .44 5

Bitch, it's Grey*59, let the devil go and ride

Ain't nothing but a pussy if you gon' throw shade

Fuckboy, I'm hungry, and you looking like steak

Trigger finger itching, and you looking like fate

Trash done passed and you looking like waste, yah

[Chorus: Yung Plague]

Chump change, boy, now you gotta hate, boy

Pull up the with the motherfucking AK, boy

Pull up like it's motherfucking game day, boy

Shoot 'em with the pistol, shoot 'em point-blank, boy, yuh

Chump change, boy, now you gotta hate, boy

Pull up the with the motherfucking AK, boy

Pull up like it's motherfucking game day, boy

Shoot 'em with the pistol, shoot 'em point-blank, boy, yuh

[Verse 2]

Tonight we guaranteeing graves, tonight's the night we ride

Tomorrow will never come, yeah, tonight's the night we die

Yesterday I met my death, I think it's been a long time

Stuck in limbo with my kinfolk, gave my life to $uicide

Yung Plague with the masked face

Bones will never break because I rape the souls of those who chose the wicked road, I'm haunting the afraid

No name on the grave, just grey stains spray-painted "slave to the great grey grave", ayy

Lend me the help, or send me to hell, either way I know I'll die

The G, the 5 the 9, it's $UICIDE

[Outro]

Chump change, boy, now you gotta hate, boy

Pull up the with the motherfucking AK, boy

Pull up like it's motherfucking game day, boy

Shoot 'em with the pistol, shoot 'em point-blank, boy, yuh