[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Hey, guys
Smoke a wood, in the woods, on some wood, bitch (Ugh)
Man, I wish a n***a would, bitch (That shit caca, nasty, bitch)
You know, um, Big 14
Ayy, ayy (Haha), ayy

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
I let my chain swang (Yeah), and my gun bang (Bah)
N***a, fuck you talkin' 'bout? Ugh (Ugh)
N***a, fuck you talkin' 'bout? Ugh (N***a, ugh)
I keep a choppa on me, bitch, n***a, ugh (Ugh), ayy, ayy

[Post-Chorus]
Bang on the gang (Gang), fuck n***a sayin' (Bang)
Fuck n***a, get up out my motherfuckin' way (Out my way)
Boolin' in the trenches with a motherfuckin' K (I got a motherfuckin' K)
800, we ain't playin' no motherfuckin' games

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
You talkin' shit, but you cannot see (You cannot see)
You talkin' shit, but you so pussy (So pussy, haha)
You talkin' shit, but you ain't got this physique (Physique, yeah)
You talkin' shit, but you don't mean shit to me
You can be history
I got the chopsticks, pull up on a pussy block quick (Gang)
He on opp shit, pull up with the choppa, pop shit (Haha, haha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
N***a, drop shit, you can get fuckin' drop-kicked (Drop-kicked, drop, drop)
Like I'm Liu Kang or muhfuckin' Bruce Wayne
Johnny Cage (Mortal Kombat that ass), Johnny Cage, uh (Yeah, yeah)
I just got my teeth from Johnny Dang (Woo, Johnny Dang)
Yeah, my life is a movie, got it made (Woo, I got it made)
Fuck that, my life over yours anyway (Anyway)
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
I let my chain swang (Chain swang, haha), and my gun bang (Bah, bang, bang, bang)
N***a, fuck you talkin' 'bout? Ugh (Ugh)
N***a, fuck you talkin' 'bout? (Ew), Ugh (N***a, ugh)
I wish a, I wish a bitch n***a would (I wish he would)

[Verse 2: 8oo Ca$h]
Slatt
In the past, see your misery (Gone)
Gold on my neck like I'm Mr. T (Gold)
Hunt his ass down, it be killin' me (Killin' me)
These n***as funny, they tickle me (Tickle me)
Pull out that K then remember me (Doo-doo-doo)
Survivin' the jungle 'cause I'm a beast (I'm a beast)
Opps, they talkin' no more 'cause they got deceased (Dead)
Fuck n***a, what you mean? (Mean)
Gang just pulled up with a beam (Beam)
Playin' like it's 2015 (2015)
Had to walk 'round with that heat (Walk with that heat)
I pull up on shawty, she gushin'
She beg me to cuff it, but shawty my buddy (Shawty my buddy)
I know she unloyal, that bitch is a runner
I heard she was fuckin' my cousin
Fuck n***as talk, we up it (We up it)
These fuck n***as ain't on nothin' (Nothin')
Ca$h in the blitz, they rushin' (They gone)
N***as ain't with the gang, then fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
Uh, knew I dropped his ass when I heard him say, "Ugh"
Boolin' in the trenches, mini-draco, that's that baby wood
Wish he would, smoke you like a wood
We gon' blow your back, bitch, I'm good
I be in the hood, and that's really facts
I'm a jug, get that understood
Go broke, I'm sellin' crack
In the trenches, junkies walkin' 'round
That shit look like Iraq (Like Iraq), huh, huh, huh
Anti-fuck n***a, I can't talk to you (I can't talk to you)
Stand up on they chest, or they gon' walk on you, huh
Foenem playin' brazy, must be off the boof, huh
Outline his ass through the roof
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
I let my chain swang (Yeah), and my gun bang (Bah)
N***a, fuck you talkin' 'bout? Ugh (Ugh)
N***a, fuck you talkin' 'bout? Ugh (N***a, ugh)
I keep a choppa on me, bitch, n***a, ugh (Ugh), ayy, ayy

[Post-Chorus]
Bang on the gang (Gang), fuck n***a sayin' (Bang)
Fuck n***a, get up out my motherfuckin' way (Out my way)
Boolin' in the trenches with a motherfuckin' K (I got a motherfuckin' K)
800, we ain't playin' no motherfuckin' games