[Verse 1]
Bust down
Pull off with your bust down
Where your bloods now
Pull up and its guns out
I got Louie, Gucci, Fendi, Prada in the cut now
Gotta bug crowd
Pipe down, lights out

Hell hound militia
Bitch we comin' with the six six six
Bitch, you never seen a clip
I pull up let them guns rip

Hell hound militia
Bitch we comin' with the six six six
Bitch, you never seen a clip
I pull up let them guns rip

Trapped inside the walls of my home like a catacomb
Flesh turned to stone when I'm cold, Armor my bones
Crawlin' through the air like a ghost, bodies on the coast
Food for the sharks, let me go, eat 'em like a boat
Pull up with the boys down in Roanoke, sippin' souls
At your throat, little hoe, you get choked out
Pullin' up to my shows in a ghost now
I'm the lord of the morgue, he a corpse now