[Chorus: D3SZN]
Red hundreds, bitch, I'm from the 4
Don Julio, let me clear my throat
Oh, I'm finna go dumb
Caronas for all my vatos its on my thumb
Cruise down the street with my red rag
See an opp with a blower, that's a red flag
You ain''t gang, tuck your chain, catchin' red flags
What's the rep, you better pray you ain''t a dead man
And I'm a, I'm an eastside Dimu gold bricks
Hoe chicks, and I got a 9 too
Dissin' on the net, better hope we don't find you
Cote on my ese in the back they gon' slide fool

[Verse 1: D3SZN]
I got a couple hittas with me, and they all bang
Red rags, different stane, but we all gang
If you ain't with it, hit the exit puta
I play with guns, clips, big bazookas
I carry two Glocks, hit 'em up, bitch, I'm 2Pac
Hit my target, bitch I only have two shots
Do the dash like I'm Tay-K, bitch
I only hang with real n***as, don't do fake, bitch
I pull up on your block, get it brakin
My Crip n***as like cuz, shit crackin
My essays rocking, fuck the feds, fuck the judge
I'm the one, n***a, put that on son
On BH Dub
[Chorus: D3SZN]
Red hundreds, bitch, I'm from the 4
Don Julio, let me clear my throat
Oh, I'm finna go dumb
Caronas for all my vatos its on my thumb
Cruise down the street with my red rag
See an opp with a blower, that's a red flag
You ain''t gang, tuck your chain, catchin' red flags
What's the rep, you better pray you ain''t a dead man
And I'm a, I'm an eastside Dimu gold bricks
Hoe chicks, and I got a 9 too
Dissin' on the net, better hope we don't find you
Cote on my ese in the back they gon' slide fool

[Verse 2: YG]
I'm a westside pyrule, fo fifth gold kick and I got the 9 too
Red flag hanging when I step, gold Dimu
Killing on the plug, nobody ass gon' find you
I'm a big stepper, the mascot, big repper
Bitch n***a? What? Where? Who? Bitch, never
6 to 8, 10 to 4, 6 or better
The opps hate me, how I used to hate Mecca
It's a hundred round on me when I slide out
Paranoia, excuse me if I pull a 9 out
We on a mission, that's an opp scout
Caught a n***a slippin, he ain't want it, that's a opt out
[Chorus: D3SZN]
Red hundreds, bitch, I'm from the 4
Don Julio, let me clear my throat
Oh, I'm finna go dumb
Caronas for all my vatos its on my thumb
Cruise down the street with my red rag
See an opp with a blower, that's a red flag
You ain''t gang, tuck your chain, catchin' red flags
What's the rep, you better pray you ain''t a dead man
And I'm a, I'm an eastside Dimu gold bricks
Hoe chicks, and I got a 9 too
Dissin' on the net, better hope we don't find you
Cote on my ese in the back they gon' slide fool

[Verse 3: Mozzy]
4 fingers, ain't no thumb on me
Drum on me, tryna catch him with the young homie
Dog collar from a door woods Bloods only
[?] a sucker, I make sure you catch them 1's for me
You can't love me, you ain't bust for me
I remember kicking doors and n***as tucked on me
Fuck homie, went from digging up them Caine with the dust rollie
WD 40 for the rust on it
Stiff form, I don't trust wody
These n***as is tucking chains, like they tuck Rollies
I'm loading the 5 fours just to unload it
[?] loafing and [?] and we dunked on him
[Chorus: D3SZN]
Red hundreds, bitch, I'm from the 4
Don Julio, let me clear my throat
Oh, I'm finna go dumb
Caronas for all my vatos its on my thumb
Cruise down the street with my red rag
See an opp with a blower, that's a red flag
You ain''t gang, tuck your chain, catchin' red flags
What's the rep, you better pray you ain''t a dead man
And I'm a, I'm an eastside Dimu gold bricks
Hoe chicks, and I got a 9 too
Dissin' on the net, better hope we don't find you
Cote on my ese in the back they gon' slide fool