[Intro: Da Crook]
(Fumes got that heat)
(BB had to do it to 'em)
Huh? Yeah

[Chorus: Da Crook]
Everybody stand on business 'til we knock 'em down
Thirty shots jump out that Draco, chopper chop him down
Plug just threw a brick of dog, karate chop it down
That penthouse gon' hit lil' different, you started on the ground
That foreign gon' whip a lil' different, that's how a turbo sound
Anywhere they slip, it's goin' down
N***as know I ain't doin' no zips, you better buy a pound
And n***as know we don't do attempts, tell brodie run him down

[Verse 1: Da Crook]
Put it in my hand, these hoes got me on prepay
Kill an opp on cam, I'm tryna watch the replay
If it's a race to some M's, I'm on a sweet pace
Drop two hundred bands on your head, now it's a sweepstakes
My young n***as treat hits like backhands, they tryna cash in
Don't book me for no show if I can't get my strap in
Imagine me not makin' it home because of this rap shit
Shit I be thinkin' just make me wanna clap shit
N***as look like real bitches postin' from fake pages
Dropped his addy for pussy, that's how lil' bro blazed him
My opps know we pack shit, no switchin' locations
Way before they heard on the news, put spliffs in rotation
[Chorus: Da Crook]
Everybody stand on business 'til we knock 'em down
Thirty shots jump out that Draco, chopper chop him down
Plug just threw a brick of dog, karate chop it down
That penthouse gon' hit lil' different, you started on the ground
That foreign gon' whip a lil' different, that's how a turbo sound
Anywhere they slip, it's goin' down
N***as know I ain't doin' no zips, you better buy a pound
And n***as know we don't do attempts, tell brodie run him—

[Verse 2: Skilla Baby]
Hmm, AR with the nuts, 40 with the kick
We hop out and walk him down, we don't do attempts
Y'all shootin' from cars, y'all n***as some kids
We hit n***as in they head, n***a, go back if you miss
We hop out them strikers, tryna send a n***a home
I know soon as n***as die, I been doin' this shit so long
For the right price, we'll do a n***a wrong
Hit that n***a in his dome, when you go, don't take your phone, n***a
All my opps get fapped at, get they hat tapped
That boy ain't never seein' twenty-one, this ain't blackjack
If you hang with them, you gettin' shot at, n***a, that's that
Can't wait 'til dog poke his head out and get his ass smacked
All my pockets heavy, handcuffs by presi'
Please don't play with n***as like me, that shit get deadly
Hit dog with a crazy hesi' if he try to check me
Pull up on a n***a block, shootin' like I'm Stephen, n***a
[Chorus: Da Crook]
Everybody stand on business 'til we knock 'em down
Thirty shots jump out that Draco, chopper chop him down
Plug just threw a brick of dog, karate chop it down
That penthouse gon' hit lil' different, you started on the ground
That foreign gon' whip a lil' different, that's how a turbo sound
Anywhere they slip, it's goin' down
N***as know I ain't doin' no zips, you better buy a pound
And n***as know we don't do attempts, tell brodie run him down