[Intro: King Von]
Ayy, Tay Keith, this shit hard as fuck, n***a (Boom, boom, boom)
We stick to the code, n***a (Yeah), ain't no talkin' 'bout no murders (Nah)
If it's up, then we gon' purge 'em (Boom), put that pussy in a hearse then (Blrrt)
I got youngins tryna stretch somethin', 30s pokin' out the jeans
Ain't no talkin', ain't no textin', bitch, we pull up with them beams (Huh?)

[Verse 1: King Von]
All my opps be duckin' smoke, I swear these n***as cappin' (Cap)
Caught him lackin' at the store, we left his body nappin' (Boom)
Bitch, I came up out them trenches, ain't no love inside my heart (Nah)
If he reach, I let it spark, give his ass a body part (Boom, boom)
Yeah, thеse hollows burn his chest, bet that pussy feel thе flame (Bitch)
We don't do no talkin', we just pop out, let it bang (Boom)
Bitch, I'm posted with them killers, yeah, them savages insane (Gang)
If you speak up on my name, we leave his body with no brain (Blrrt, boom)

[Verse 2: OG Drex]
Ayy, fuck a diss, I send a hit, they know we stand on business (Pussy)
Mask up in the trenches, if we catch him, leave no witness (Boom)
N***a thought he had a pass, now he fightin’ for his breath (Huh?)
Talkin’ tough up on the 'Gram, we left that pussy boy for dead (Blrrt, blrrt)
Fuck the opps, we spin they block, this choppa shake his spine up (Boom)
Put his body in a box, tell his mama "Time up" (Pussy)
I ain't never fear no n***a, bitch, I'm cutthroat with this shit (Yeah)
Drop the addy, we gon’ blitz, turn his block into a pit (Boom, boom, boom)
[Verse 3: Big Slade]
N***a, I don’t play 'bout gang, bitch, we shoot first, fuck a name (Boom)
Hollows ate his chest up, now his body full of pain (Huh?)
Told that bitch, "Don’t call my phone," I just fucked, don’t know her name (Yeah)
If I ever go back broke, I’m kickin' doors, snatchin’ chains (Blrrt)
N***as cappin’ in they raps, but in the streets, they ain't on shit (Huh?)
Let this F&N talk loud, introduce 'em to the switch (Boom, boom)
Bitch, we out here catchin' bodies, ain't no talkin’, we just slide (Nah)
Caught his ass, he tried to run, but all my shooters know to drive (Skrrt)

[Verse 4: King Von]
Ayy, pick his ass up off the ground, he ain’t gettin’ up (Nah)
How the fuck he claim he steppin', but he still ain't hit at us? (Pussy)
Every time we slide, it’s bodies droppin', ain't no duckin' smoke (Boom)
Caught his partner lackin', so we had to up the scope (Blrrt)
Bitch, my n***as ruthless, they gon' step without a second thought (Yeah)
Put that choppa to his temple, bet his stupid ass get lost (Boom, boom)
N***a tried to run, but he got caught up in that cross (Yeah)
Had to show his ass, ain't no way that we takin' loss (Gang)

[Verse 5: OG Drex]
They ain't never been no killers, all these n***as Twitter beefin' (Cap)
Pull up with that mop, leave a pussy n***a leakin' (Blrrt)
Yeah, my n***as poppin' percs, but they still be tweakin' (Yeah)
Heard his ass was talkin' tough, now his mama screamin' Jesus (Boom)
Fuck the law, we get it done, n***a, I ain't never lack (Nah)
Had to double back and spin again just to make sure he whack (Boom)
They ain't never shot at us, 'cause they know how we react (Blrrt)
Tryna play with us? Bitch, you know that shit gon’ get you clapped (Boom)
[Verse 6: Big Slade]
Bitch, I keep a Draco, let it spit just like a preacher (Boom)
If I up it, best believe that bitch gon’ turn you to a bleeder (Huh?)
I ain't into talkin', bitch, my glizzy got a speaker (Boom)
N***a tried to duck, we sent them bullets through his T-shirt (Blrrt)
Bitch, I’m from the trenches, we don't post without a pole (Nah)
Choppa hit his chest, now that pussy lookin' cold (Boom)
We ain't showin' mercy, bitch, we send 'em to the Lord (Blrrt)
Yeah, my youngins doin’ drills, they ain't never gettin' bored (Pussy)

[Outro: King Von]
Bitch, we stick to street codes, ain't no talkin' to the feds (Nah)
If we catch a opp lackin', then we fill him up with lead (Boom)
Ain’t no peace, it's war time, all my n***as want 'em dead (Gang)
Tell his mama, "Cry now," should've told him what he said (Blrrt, boom)