[Intro: Big Azrael]
(Ayy, Chopsquad, drop that heat)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, DJ Pharris, turn me up
Let’s get it

[Verse 1: Big Azrael]
You ain't never put no opp inside a box and made 'em rot (Pussy)
You ain't never did no drill and switched the whip up on the cops (Skrrt)
You ain't never had to stash a couple blicks up in the spot
Twelve hit the door, but we ain't talk, bitch, we just let it pop (Boom, boom)
N***a, you ain't like that, I can see it in your face (On foenem)
We been bending blocks and gettin' busy with them Ks (Brrt)
Bitch, I'm certified, ask my city, know my name (They know me)
If a n***a want the smoke, we press his ass and let it bang (Blrrt)
N***as actin' tough until we catch 'em out in traffic (On gang)
All them Instagram disses got yo' dumbass in a casket (Haha)
Pull up on yo’ block, let that fully get to clappin’
If I up this switch, ain't no runnin', bitch, it's tragic (Boom, boom, boom)

[Verse 2: Lil Zay Osama]
Gang slide deep, four shooters, one driver (Skrrt)
Told lil' bro to keep that stick, we movin' like survivors (Brrt)
Opps be actin’ bold, but they ain't postin' where they hidin' (Fuck n***a)
Caught him at that light and sent his soul up like a pilot (Boom)
Bitch, I really live this shit, ain't no cappin’ in my raps (Nah)
Try to run, we hawk him down, hit his head, ain't comin’ back (Blrrt)
N***as playin’ tough, till we pull up where they at (Yeah)
Boy, your homie died for nothin', we ain't stressin’ 'bout no racks (Bitch)
Pull up, let it spray, watch how fast his block clear (Boom, boom)
Catch that goofy lackin', he gon’ meet his biggest fear (Pussy)
Chopsquad got the beat knockin’, bodies droppin’ here
We ain’t squashin' shit, it’s up, let’s make that crystal clear (Blrrt)
[Verse 3: SG Batman]
Runnin' through these trenches, we don't talk, we just get active (Boom)
Leave a n***a folded like a chair, we close the casket (Blrrt)
All these fake shooters cappin’, man, them n***as average (Pussy)
We been gettin’ money, plus my hitters doin’ damage (Bitch)
Whole lotta switches, we got beams up on the Glocks (Brrt)
Ain't no need for talkin', if we see him, he get dropped (Blrrt)
N***as wanna beef, but they ain't poppin’ out they spot (On foenem)
We gon’ catch him lackin', leave his brains up on the lot (Boom, boom)
Tell them fuck n***as they ain't safe (Nah)
We been lurkin’ late, tryna crack a n***a face (Blrrt)
Hollow tips burnin’, send 'em straight up to the gates (Bitch)
If it's war, then it's war, we ain't stoppin’, bitch, we spray (On gang)

[Outro: Big Azrael, Lil Zay Osama & SG Batman]
Blrrt, blrrt, blrrt, baow-baow-baow
Bitch-ass n***as, y’all know what the fuck goin’ on
Street shit, drill shit, ain’t no fakin’ (Gang)
DJ Pharris, run that back, man
Big three shit, bitch, we up!