[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
Who want rump with me?
Chop hold a hundiddy, I'll leave you in them one bitches
You fuck with 'em, you duck with 'em, now keep buyin' pump with me
We put white sheets over heads like comforters
I'm a greedy n***a, and in front of bitch, the number two
Don't ever cross them Stinc Team n***as, they'll punish you
Ron-Ron, why you do that? Give his shoes back
Ralfy, why you do that? His reply is we don't do cappers
Flu flam you
It's a Double-R, we don't do Jaguars
It's a Super Sport with the MAC, that's a fast ninety
Drowned him with a bottle, had to baptize him, flatline him
I came in the stu', n***as hella scared to rap by me
Wack rappers, these n***as be spooked when I pass by 'em
N***a, catch these bullets, bitch, I'm Matt Ryan, ask Madden
Hitstick on me, blitz n***as, kickflip n***as
Dipset n***as, if birds fly together, plunk feathers
Put him on a jacket like a letterman in big letters
Pull up on his block like Tetris, you get the message
I Keyshia Cole let it go, I grew up in the ghetto
Jumpsticks make a n***a feel the bass like heavy metal

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
This for dumbass who tried to go against the Team
This for dumbass who got put up on a tee (Shit)
This for dumbass who tried tusslin' with me (Damn)
In loving memory, dumbass number three
This for dumbass who tried to go against the Team
This for dumbass who got put up on a tee
This for dumbass who tried tusslin' with me
In loving memory, dumbass number three
Shit
Hi Mr. dumbass, you can't get no runback
He got stripped, he was askin' for his gun back
He's never comin' back and that's that, that's a fun fact
Shit
In loving memory, dumbass number three
[Verse 2: Ralfy the Plug]
I'm smokin' opp pack, this ain't just weed
You broke, you a dumbass tryna beef with me
Strip a n***a for everything, you can keep your sneaks
My n***as toe taggers, we ain't tryna increase the peace
In the booth I'm undefeated, I beat on beats
I don't know why you cuffed that rap bitch, she's a freak
Your broke ass need to be a vegetarian, you don't need no beef
Bitch, to fuck with the Plug, you gon' need some cheese
This for the dumbass that thought he had a win on the Plug
We know he ain't mean the shit he said, it's the drugs
I keep lean, Percocet and weed 'cause I'm the Plug
I'm just tryna see a hundred million, you want love
Give me money and get Perocet, you gon' love it
He ain't ever drinkin' muddy and sellin' juice, I wouldn't trust you
All I know is money and gang and them put nothin' above it
They said they wanna go and search fifty n***as came with sticks on 'em

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
This for dumbass who tried to go against the Team
This for dumbass who got put up on a tee (Shit)
This for dumbass who tried tusslin' with me (Damn)
In loving memory, dumbass number three
This for dumbass who tried to go against the Team
This for dumbass who got put up on a tee
This for dumbass who tried tusslin' with me
In loving memory, dumbass number three
Shit
Hi Mr. dumbass, you can't get no runback
He got stripped, he was askin' for his gun back
He's never comin' back and that's that, that's a fun fact
Shit
In loving memory, dumbass number three