[Verse 1] (Yxng Ciiber)
My Opps are broke
They claim they're trap but I swear I've never once seen cheques
Man watched your step in the Western Melbourne
Ride around here get checked
Well the opp boy claims that he's never been touched
Well I swear I'll be his vex
See my young g's out let them run a man down
For holding it down for the set
First things first, your friends are dogs
That man got chopped and put in a box
He broke his set, he don't date back
And the last thing is always a bredren gassing
I don't do verbal if you ain't about it then please don't waste my time
I was in them streets and I saw that neek and his vocal ting went all quiet
When I pulled up on AJ back at the ting but I thought you didn't wanna use it
So he hip hops Xans cause he can't run hands
That I've never met a Yute so useless
(Censored) thinks his gang cause he put some thought when he runs some cones
Watch, whip em up like a cone
Overseas, name on a stone

[Verse 2] (Kush Mink)
These guys get wet and turn so soft
Like "Bro am I beefing biscuts"
Kush Mink this, Kush Mink that see me outside, hashtag crickets (Pussy)
Hit a slow bitch she knows im vicious
Born im a riches 9 out of 10
Fuck this thot is delicious
A century plus in prison
Rap boys dont want to face that
Put shots in his mouth
The ambos stressed like where is is face at (Holy Fuck)
South east dungeon way too hot
KB on my block is where you get baked at
Don't lack at the ice cream truck
On the ash-felt where heads get scraped at
Spent through MB on a weekly basis
How is he a dux like "Bag That"
Arvo shift tryna catch me a scam
And I dont do stick but it's stuffed like jetlag
If shes brown and cute
Then say G I'll give her that Bunnings snag
That Bunnings snag, yeah that Bunnings snag
[Verse 3] (MG30}
I'm MG from 23 (aye)
Call me king of the third
My four fives dripping in perby
Backing up rocks till' my eyes all blurry
We ain't here for the threats
So you better invest in a vest
Bro will do anything for the cheques
Spend it, Make it back with no stress
Bless, less here to stay say less
Say that shit with your chest
This all too lengthy might leave a mess
Half these guys ain't trappers, cappers
Haven't seen racks, they rappers
Broke my back and then slap it
If they don't pass the crown imma grab it
If they don't pass the crown imma grab it