[Hook (2x)]

The shooters leave scars

XanMan got the bars

We whip up the beats and Xav Xav get it charged

Frank better pull up in the car

Cause I got so much dope, it gon' take us to mars (gang!)

Rolling up blunts with no flaws

Spliff took a hit of that shit

It went straight to his head when the smoke was protruding his jaws

[Verse 1]

Got a tendency to kill, do you feel?

Take a Asian girl head like the scene in Kill Bill

But she ain’t gon' quit on my quentin, I rampage like Jackson and drill like a dentist

Fuck do you mean ain't no doubt I’m a menace

You can tell by the way that shit is tatted on my penis ay

And she still gon' lick it, she love it

Told me hit it raw but you know I gotta glove of xans

Can't take a chance with a thot, especially if she tryna hold my fucking hand, bitch you thought

I already got a girl, what, you tryna get me caught?

Understand I don’t mean to disrespect alot

But you can take your motherfucking eyes off my guap

I just need you to pop n' lock

I really don’t care what you think you got

Always tryna share like you think you hot

And asking me them questions tryna make a knot

Well it ain’t getting tied hoe, I’m like bye hoe

Gotta kill a motherfucking track like Michael

Got damn I'm a motherfucking psycho

Spit so tight, bitch it sound like lypo

Then I drop her ass off at the light post

Tell her have a good night

Then I’m off just like Bob cause I’m done with the got damn side shows, Xans

[Hook (2x)]

The shooters leave scars

XanMan got the bars

We whip up the beats and Xav Xav get it charged

Frank better pull up in the car

Cause I got so much dope, it gon' take us to mars (gang!)

Rolling up blunts with no flaws

Spliff took a hit of that shit

It went straight to his head when the smoke was protruding his jaws

[Verse 2]

Got a tendency to kill, do you feel?

Take a Asian girl head like the scene in Kill Bill

But this shit the sequel

Still Hattori Hanzo chopping up people or Hanzo Hasashi my scorpion lethal

Imprint of my sting that's the thing there's no equal

YG on the beat so unique and so regal

Coats and the boats, that's the shit that I need too

Get a couple of, maybe get a couple drugs

Mix them up in the cup then it’s down to my gut

I'm all for the war, so I’m all to the bud

Gotta chill, no pills, just the feel in my lungs

I’m feeling kinda ill

What's the deal? Hurry up

Nigga taking three days just to roll a fucking blunt

Here my boy, past it over cause yo ass is fucking up

Surprised I haven’t hit you with some fucking upper cuts

Cause you acting absurd, bitch better swerve

Can’t you see a nigga talking, girl you getting on my nerves

I apologize, these bitches must be into nerds

But ain’t shit sweet bout the first or the third

Now we onto the fourth

Yes oh of course

Can’t forget the Sailor Man he be riding with the court

I ain't talking court of owls but the talon finna hurt

Based on the way my talents leave ya ass in the dirt

Sorry had to murk, ain't no other way to work

How else you expect me to get these hoes to twerk

I come to my house open that blouse and jerk

Till all my desccendants spillin' out disperse

Or I get reprimanded cause she said it hurts

But ya boy can’t stop once I’m inside of her

And I begin to curse

The Yacht Gang turned me into a hot king in the dead down below the earth like

YACHT YACHT YACHT YACHT

(Uh huh) GANG

YACHT YACHT YACHT YACHT

YACHT YACHT YACHT YACHT

(Uh huh)

YACHT YACHT YACHT YACHT

YACHT YACHT YACHT YACHT YACHT YACHT

(Uh huh) GANG