[Intro: Scrim, Freddy P, and Producer Tag]

This a Scrim beat!

Are you ready!?

Fat Fat, Gotti, Scrim

DJ Scrim with that 808!

Yo it's your boy Freddy P, Dade county's finest, and right now I'm riding with my dog, DJ Scrim. Believe that

Work, work, work

[Verse 1: Scrim]

Uh

One two, three four five

Scrim in this motherfucker no up fly

No I'm high, grippin' wood, trippin' like [?]

Candy paint on the Chevy on the twenty fours

It's a West Bank baby, hoe

Shake that West Bank baby, hoe

To this West Bank, let it go (What?)

I can make you [?] hoe

Just pour me up a drink, hoe

[?]

And I [?]

[Verse 2: Fat Fat]

Yeah, yeah

Fat Fat baby (LionLyfe)

You know the name hoe

Aye (Hashtag [?])

Beaucoup hats though

I'm the snapback shawty

And shawty love my snapback (Yeah)

And the fact that Fat Fat retardеd

I wanted it, I bought it, he got put in his place, causе my line he crossed it

G*59, Melo-D with some bars

I got the cake and the motherfucking frosting

I would pay you mind, but mine, I lost it

Hit the car wash [?] the trees and now I'm [?]

No teeth hoe, that's what I tell her

I'm an old dog like Old Yeller

Enlisted to do it, my music is an influence

So when I spit you swim through it

[Bridge: Scrim and Fat Fat]

You heard me

You already know who comin' up

K. Gotti

Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em!

[Verse 3: K. Gotti]

Time to hit the club, but man I got promethazine

[?] fuck the rest, place a bet, and get mean

I'm the baddest on the scene and took a coupe [?]

So it's [?] for me to breath when smoking on that green

I be shootin' for the stars and tryna capture my dreams

She got a mean walk and talk like she from Orleans

First off, get lost and break it off [?]

Melo-D, G*59, applaud if you believe

Fuck what you're talkin' about

Choppers make you walk it out

Leave your flesh hanging out like pigs up in a slaughter house

Murdered the hypothesis, you know we here to solve some shit

[?] with extended clips