[Intro: Skilla Baby & Charlie Sloth]
(Now it's time to rumble)
Mhm (Woo)
Huh?
(MIA JAY C)
(You cut up on this one, JAY C)
Bandcamp
We eat the most (Yeah, yeah)
We're a business, not a gang
Huh?
Ayy

[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
They already know what time it is when they see me
When we get the drop, we spin an opp like a CD
In the 50 Zone or Cooper Street when I be East
Can't let them n***as trick me off the street, I'm too elite
When they talk about who eat the most, they bring up me
Skilla spinnin' shit, he ain't with Dolla, he with Meek
Dolla ain't gotta spеnd a dollar, he with me, n***a
Strikers ain't Scats no morе, they trucks, it must be winter
A hundred thousand ain't shit, n***a, think bigger
My opps' friends know how it feel to be with weak n***as
Bro gave me a gun, I threw a bullet, it's a flea-flicker
You should probably focus on yourself if you see me with her
Now it's Fire in the Booth, back then, it was pots and pans
Couldn't find the n***a that shot me, so we shot his friends
Lil' bro got the drop, we gon' drop somethin'
If you see my opps on your block, you better pop somethin'
I know for a fact if we in there, they is not comin'
Ever since that day I got shot, I ain't stop huntin'
Twist a n***a top with my Glock, dreadlock somethin'
Even if your name was red light, you couldn't stop nothin'
[Interlude: Skilla Baby & Charlie Sloth]
(Hadouken)
Hmm
Come on, my guy
Skilla in the building, I see you
Skilla Baby, brought you a ting (I'm just tryna come alive)
Shit
You got an in, bro
He's heating up
(MIA JAY C)
(Woo)
(I hear you, JAY C)
Huh?
Skilla, bro
'Ello?
Get 'em again
Run through 'em, run through 'em
Hmm
Fire in the Booth (Woo)
Huh?

[Verse 2: Skilla Baby & Charlie Sloth]
I be tryna put my opps in a blunt, Bob Marley
Then go start a fire in the booth like I'm Charlie (Yeah)
My opps don't wanna bump with me, they wanna argue
Beefin' with a n***a like me, that ain't a smart move
My opps animated like a cartoon
Masked up, striker gassed up, I'm in a dark mood
Naw, for real, hah
When I see a ho n***a, I dive in his shit
Can't believe my opps really survivin' this shit
Hoes used to ho me, now they on my dick
Two-fifty worth of ice, thank God for this shit
Hmm, naw, for real
[Interlude: Skilla Baby & Charlie Sloth]
Skilla Baby in the building
On the Detroit side of things, Charlie
I see you, my guy, I see you
Naw, for real
I see you, bro
They know I got the video, they still lyin', ain't that a bitch?
For real (Woo)

[Verse 3: Skilla Baby & Charlie Sloth]
They know I got the video, they still lyin', ain't that a bitch?
Me and bro still out tryna catch a hit, ain't that a pit?
Hit her with my mask on, pooh, I'm shiesty as it get (Hadouken)

[Outro: Skilla Baby & Charlie Sloth]
Shit
Come on, my guy, yeah, yeah
Shout out to Apple Music, man
I see you, bro
I'm in here nervous as ever, Charlie, I ain't gon' lie
Ayy, bro, you come through, done your damn ting
Trust me, proper stuff, mate