[Verse 1: Bukshot]
I’ve been sitting back just watching y’all (watching y'all)
Throwing rocks back and forth like basketball (basketball)
You been crossing lines plus your beats are soft (beats are soft)
Trunk big enough (big enough)
Can haul bodies off
Hear 'em talk shit 'til it’s time to pop off (pop off)
Then I show up (show up), they got lockjaw (lockjaw)
Underground Avenger and a mob boss (mob boss)
No matter what I leave 'em stiff at all costs (all costs)
What’s happening, you don’t want us back again (back again)
Open up the mortuary watch us pack 'em in (pack 'em in)
Listen to these other rappers cackling (cackling)
Fuck your team your quarterbacks a bitch I’m sacking him (sacking him)
Bukslap (Bukslap), "you say what’s that?" (what's that?)
Your truck couldn’t block it if it had a mud flap (mud flap)
Talkin' big game but they never buss back (buss back)
You don’t want the hunter rеaching for his gun rack (gun rack)

[Chorus: Q Bosilini]
Pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoеs, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes (blap, blap, blap, blap)
Where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, talkin' all that blap, blap, blap, blap
Yeah hoe, we know, all that tough talk, make your head go bye bye
But no in sync, killer instinct, you gon' loose and no dry eye
Pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes (blap, blap, blap, blap)
Where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, talkin' all that blap, blap, blap, blap
Yeah hoe, we know, all that tough talk, make your head go bye bye
But no in sync, killer instinct, you gon' loose and no dry eye
[Verse 2: Claas]
Let me know we attack bitch
Savage
And we ain’t never been average
We just brought the clique in to cause havoc
Damage everybody thinkin' that they can manage to compete with three elite beasts, give 'em no passing
If y’all trespass on my yard, then die hard
I’m am John McClane and my balls allow me to survive all (all)
And bitch we ain’t beefing because this guy's raw (raw)
So watch who you’re speaking on, I will spike jaws (jaws)
With the five knuckle shuffle bitch you can’t see me
Bulls in your china shop, for all the ship see we three feet
We still are villains and I’m still beating my chest
The Avenger's on a mission so middles to all the rest (yes)
Bout to point out who’s bringing that fucking bullshit (bullshit)
Damn it feels good so witness the movement (movement)
Mercenaries when needed see we were hired
Rappers trash and our service is required
UGA

[Chorus: Q Bosilini]
Pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes (blap, blap, blap, blap)
Where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, talkin' all that blap, blap, blap, blap
Yeah hoe, we know, all that tough talk, make your head go bye bye
But no in sync, killer instinct, you gon' loose and no dry eye
Pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes (blap, blap, blap, blap)
Where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, talkin' all that blap, blap, blap, blap
Yeah hoe, we know, all that tough talk, make your head go bye bye
But no in sync, killer instinct, you gon' loose and no dry eye
[Verse 3:Boondox]
The southern devil's back and packing some baggage inhabit
Side and finally snapped and about to savagely ravage these bastards
And drag 'em 'til they understand that they status is actress
Daddy should’ve left you just a patch on the back of his mattress
Yeah I need to practice so I’m blasting indiscriminate
Run up on yo ass ain’t even asking if you innocent
This shit is imminent, did I make you an invalid
That's strictly for yo benefit cause it seems like you don’t want to live
And I’m more than happy with stabbing you in a cavity and grabbing your intestines and then unwrapping 'em gradually
Brutality when I hit you with that fucking Liu Kang
Kick you in the cranium until you fucking puke brains
Pull up on you motherfucker with that red dot
How you want it motherfucker in the chest or head shot?
Cause I’m done with all the talking it’s time to see what you got
No more back and forth bitch, just shit or get off the pot

[Chorus: Q Bosilini]
Pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes (blap, blap, blap, blap)
Where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, talkin' all that blap, blap, blap, blap
Yeah hoe, we know, all that tough talk, make your head go bye bye
But no in sync, killer instinct, you gon' loose and no dry eye
Pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes (blap, blap, blap, blap)
Where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, talkin' all that blap, blap, blap, blap
Yeah hoe, we know, all that tough talk, make your head go bye bye
But no in sync, killer instinct, you gon' loose and no dry eye