[Chorus: Triple777]
Motha fucka are you ready
We boutta fuck it up
Get yo ass up in the pit bitch I’m tryna see some blood
Let it spin spin spin
Till you can’t breathe out cho lungs
Poke a hole inside a demons skull and fuck it till I cum

Function
We throwin bodies at the function
Fuckshit
We throwin fingers at the fuckshit
Function
We throwin bodies at the function
Fuckshit
We throwin fingers at the fuckshit

[Verse 1: Triple777]
Where the fuck all the tree at
We all got our vices you can’t judge that
From the wild Wild West I need my cowboy hat
This town ain’t built for us both you can’t be fuckin whack
Starting riots in my room cause I’ve been Quarantined
I’m setting fire to this mic with my gasoline
Same shit always drop gotta intеrvene
Pumpin tracks out that no one has еver heard but me

[Bridge: Triple777]
We throwin fingers at the fuckshit
We throwin fingers at the fuckshit
I'm throwing fingers at the fuckshit
I'm throwing fingers at the fuckshit
I'm throwing fingers at the

[Verse 2: Triple777]
Bitch stop it
Motha fucka tryna talk shit
You don’t understand you just toxic
Undermining all my causes
But I got the drip like facet
Stop with all that fuckin nonsense
You gonna make me fuckin nauseous
If you gotta problem wit me Motha fucka say it I don’t like all of the gossip
Yuh it’s that spiked hair kid with the attitude
Lemme stomp my fuckin foot and show you what I do
Shit and spit on everything you ever thought was cool
And I’m just only fresh outta high school
So keep my name out cho mouth
Go suck dick somewhere else for all that clout

[Chorus: Triple777]
Motha fucka are you ready
We boutta fuck it up
Get yo ass up in the pit bitch I’m tryna see some blood
Let it spin spin spin
Till you can’t breathe out cho lungs
Poke a hole inside a demons skull and fuck it till I cum

Function
We throwin bodies at the function
Fuckshit
We throwin fingers at the fuckshit
Function
We throwin bodies at the function
Fuckshit
We throwin fingers at the fuckshit