[Intro: RealRichIzzo]
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Belt Gang shit (Alright, I see you, Will)
R.I.P. Jumpout

[Chorus: RealRichIzzo]
Spring comin' up, don't nobody get a break (Spring break)
We in the straight with a blackout, two more switches and a Drac' (Brrt, brrt)
It ain't just one that get the belt, everybody gettin' spanked (Belt Gang)
They was three deep in that car, they got faced, faced, then faced
I done caught the friends, if it's one of the rappers, l'ma go (I'm on the way)
Say Threat name under duty, gang always got a lo' (Doodie Lo)
Real killer, I can't give your mans his flowers, he a ho (He a bitch)
I can show you that it's up, boy, just say it's on the floor, n***a (N***a, brrt)

[Verse 1: RealRichIzzo]
Glockski, Charger, Tally, Jeep, pull up on thе block (Skrrt)
Stopped the car, I jumped out with a K bеfore I heard of Flock
The other side ain't in no wheelchairs, but we murder opps (Uh-huh)
Got up with every gang that's in the city, I never heard of y'all (N***a)
They tryna play like we ain't slide 'til we came down there and slid (Uh-huh)
I just opened up the 'Gram, Detroit Hits pronounced 'em dead
They better take 'em to the 'spital, urgent care can't fix his head (At all)
They smackin' shit all through the state, why you think my n***as fed?
We don't fuck with rats, yeah, that boy a killer, but he told (Rat)
Got a new opp every summer, man, this shit be gettin' old
I done went on plenty drills, still can't name a time I drove
And I throw some shit with Lik, it was me, Ride, and Snow (N***a)
[Chorus: RealRichIzzo]
Spring comin' up, don't nobody get a break (Spring break)
We in the straight with a blackout, two more switches and a Drac' (Brrt, brrt)
It ain't just one that get the belt, everybody gettin' spanked (Belt Gang)
They was three deep in that car, they got faced, faced, then faced
I done caught the friends, if it's one of the rappers, l'ma go (I'm on the way)
Say Threat name under duty, gang always got a lo' (Doodie Lo)
Real killer, I can't give your mans his flowers, he a ho (He a bitch)
I can show you that it's up, boy, just say it's on the floor, n***a (N***a)

[Verse 2: Skilla Baby]
N***a, all my opps get finished (Ha), I'ma claim it if I did it (Yeah)
I can't go around no rappers 'cause I only hang with killers (Bah)
See my opps out, I'ma hop out with that old school K and kill 'em (Bah)
Man, what happened? I ain't heard them n***as diss me in a minute, ha (Boom)
Get 'em
Kill 'em
Wait, hold up, blitz 'em (Blitz 'em, n***a)
Catch them n***as out, get on they ass and fuck who with 'em (Get on they ass, get on they ass)
Them n***as bitches, we pull up switches, make 'em get low (Grrt)
My youngins call me, "Coach," I call the plays, I think I'm Izzo (Ha)
N***a, I gamble my life, them n***as scared of me like ten four (Yeah)
My bitch the thickest, but her waist the slimmest, pockets fat as Lizzo (Ooh)
We ain't duckin' no smoke, when we see them boys, we hop out (Ha)
They say they want war with us (Yeah), then tell 'em stop hidin' and pop out (Pop out)
Can't catch me slippin' in no whip, I always got my Glock out (Click)
I'm too ready to rock out (Ha), I ain't with all the rah-rah (Uh-uh)
My— go, "Fah, fah" (Fah)
Ain't coppin' pleas, uh-uh (Uh-uh)
[Outro: Skilla Baby]
I'm beefin' with them n***as (Yeah)
So if you with me, just know how that shit go (Ha)
And when I see them n***as (Go, for real)
Better have your fire out (N***a better be)
Nah, for real (Ready to do that)
Ha (Ha)