[Verse 1: Wal Blixk]

Look

Better hop off

I came home, I ain’t tell, I am not y’all

Come outside I’m still ready to pop off, bitch

Every Woo gettin’ knocked off

I be smokin’ on T ‘cause his top off

Everybody be waitin’ to catch ‘em a war, time is [?], better mask on

Look, hilla want my attention

She want dick I could see how she textin’

If they gotta pick, I’ma win the election

Only Lots to the Floxks in my section

Hold on, like, this is a message

Got the drop so I’m bendin’ on [?]

Bro tried to boom, tried teach him a lesson

It’s Veer to the Kirk. we be chillin’ by Ebbets

Look, all that Crip shit deaded

We-We seen Tecc he jetted

We make a movie I’m comin’ to edit

Yeah, I came to the 9s, better give me my credit

Like, my niggas really on timin’

Fuck the Woo, they consistently dyin’

Fivi keep sayin’ we don’t come to the shows

Like, why the fuck is that old nigga lyin’?

I lost Lo that’s my brother

Like, better get low and get cover

Za Blixk wit’ me tryna catch him a [?]

Baby Khay on his ass Mr-Hop-Out-The-Hummer

Smokin’ on bro got me dumber and dumber

Like, that nigga Ike you a runner

On the rock it was me and my brother

And I kept me a scap’ I can’t end up like Thunder

On the opp sides, like, where the treesha?

Like, where her mouth at, like, ‘cause I need that, bitch

To-Told her get on her kneecaps

Bitch gotta go if she tell me to eat that

Fazo BM is a beanbag

Just gotta ask, why the fuck would you seed that?

And I’m big Koney K and I mean that

Before you got shot ion know if you peep that, like

Like, like, these niggas phoney

Why these opp niggas smokin’ on Lo?

Fuck it, nigga, I’m smokin’ on Tony

If you say that’s your mans just pull up and show me

Headshot, dead shot, brains’ll bologna

I don’t get why you Hat niggas troll me

On bro, I go dumb by my doley

Win Floxks in the cut he gon’ pull up in stollies

Dead opps and I’m smoke like a couple

Like, Dior and I add it wit’ Tussle

Latto, Slime in the air like a bubble

Call Lul Keem, boy, I bet you in trouble

Dizz fat, how the fuck could you stumble?

Send me the addy we come in a couple

Like, what up? We ready to rumble

Tell bro crash out if he see lil Humble

Spliff him, bro got the beam on the .9, he ain’t missin’

MarGee perked up, he glitchin’

AD don’t walk around it, he don’t listen

He gon’ blow, nigga, I ain’t trippin’

[Verse 2: Mori Briscoe]

I’m wit’ some demons don’t get them upset

Like, my young niggas fiendin’ for rexk

Shout out to Slime, no Nike, he check

Someone tell Waunny that he gon’ be next

Two knocks like Rollie and Biggie

They gon’ be tight if I throw on the switchy

Said he smokin’ on what? Niggas silly

Slidin’ wit’ Wal niggas know that’s my-

Damn, Antonio all in the air

Like, paranoid, get shot if you stare

Niggas gon’ die try spin over here

Like, said they willing but I know they scared

Dee Billz dissin’ me, you not a factor

What you did when your homies got packed up?

Think he miserable ‘cause he ain’t-

Ain’t even 41 he just a backup

Totin’ some shit that’s gon’ make niggas back up

Since a jit niggas know I been mad tough

Someone act crazy, please act up

Tdott laid down, pick him back up

Left him wastin’, fightin’ for his life

Like, last thing that he saw was the light

Like, we could slide in morning or the night

Don-Don’t get the V we slide up on a bike

Like, how we end up beefin’ wit’ this dyke?

She a homo

41 niggas don’t go no promos

Like, who we smokin’? Tony Romo

Lots to Floxks, we been on go mode

Got her runnin’, jumpin’ like a pogo

Couple opps got shot just for Lo

Like, like, they gon’ try to keep it on the low though