[Verse 1: Slimmy B]
N***as wanna play i ain't trippin n***a game on
Tints so dark can't see shit with these shades on
We dont do no askin' round here we just take souls
Stock with the Glock and ima bust til' his face gone
No it ain't the 40 walkin' funny 'cause the bankroll
Choppa get to singin put that draco on drake
Make a n***a and his bitch dance no tango, im bussin' and daboii is too real bangbros take his bandit
These n***as' can't stand it they think
Im mariah how i let go of this cannon
When shit get real in the field we dont panic
Choppa 3k-in tryna ku klux klan shit
.45 get to trippin like that bitch havin a tantrum
Nerds tryna copy know i had to uncle sam 'em
Stomp a n***a out in these bred 1s banned 'em
DUMB HOES BUM HOES fuck i can't stand 'em
Wanna fuck with us you broke n***as better team up
This 40 got me walkin' round the hood like im kingtut
Bands on me bustdown bitch not a thing tuck
Was walking round the hood broke 'til a n***a beast up
Im from the north pole where them n***as keep poles
Glock on t.o that make you sing like neyo
Coppin guns but can't shoot like shaq a the free throw
N***as cold fuck you think i got this heat for
Me and bro passin bitches i can't even speak on
Back to back treat they ass like they playin ping pong
X-D on D butta pokin out the peacoat
And this 40 shootin shit thats knockin down king kong lil n***a!