[Intro: RMC Mike & RLSG KD]
Bitch
RLSG
Gang
Ayy

[Verse 1: RLSG KD]
My bitch only fuck with drug dealers, I don't feel special
Told my fiends for a hundred rock, they gotta arm wrestle
Remember catchin' plays with my cousin at the old Castles
He fell out with his worker, tried to make his own schedule

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Bro just caught a body at the store and he made the news
Told him bring me back a three pack of 1882s
Unc' ran into some strong dog, this shit can take a two
Ghost spent a stack on some Versaces that was navy blue

[Verse 3: RLSG KD & RMC Mike]
Dog spent a thousand on a gun he ain't even shoot
Beefin' with some n***as, fuck around and shoot the bitches too
Some old ladies seen us 'cross the street, we killed them bitches too
Hit the block, serve one of my fiends, then I hit the booth

[Verse 4: RLSG KD]
Hit the club, scale in my pocket, servin' in there too
Poppin' bottles, why you drinkin' beer? You ain't got no juice
Fell out with my n***a, bought a pint and he ain't sell a deuce
Caught an attitude with my bitch and punched her in the tooth
[Verse 5: RMC Mike]
Ain't no liquor in my cup, boy, I'm sippin' juice
Unc' whacked four n***as in the car and killed the engine too
Lil' cuz high off them bars, tryna remix the food
Popped a Perc', gave one to my bitch, now she itchin' too

[Verse 6: RLSG KD & RMC Mike]
Gave my fiend a molly, then I heard he jumped off the roof
Meanwhile, you fightin' with your bitch over W2s
N***as really hoes, boy, you used to get punked in school
Heard you fell in love with a bitch 'cause she brung you some food

[Verse 7: RLSG KD]
Fell in love with guns, my role model was the DC Sniper
Fuck around beat a n***a ass, I know the Crouching Tiger
You a ho, don't ask to hit my 'Wood or use my lighter
Won't buy a bitch shit, she wanna eat, she might get a slider

[Verse 8: RMC Mike]
How you hit the road, come back broke, but your pieces fire?
Holographic scope on that chop so I can see farther
Hit the O in the Chevy Volt, we had to recharge it
I ain't signin' to no major label, I'm a street artist

[Verse 9: RLSG KD]
My bitch love to argue with me, I think she retarded
Her daddy got an old K, he gotta kickstart it
Shootout with some beef, I wanna open up a meat market
Practice on real live people, I gotta hit my target
[Verse 10: RMC Mike]
Bro, this beat so motherfuckin' hard, I wanna restart it
Five n***as, fifteen in this Glock, that's three for each target
Ain't nobody gettin' no more features unless we solid
Fell out with one of my favorite fiends 'cause I rerocked him

[Verse 11: RLSG KD & RMC Mike]
My favorite gun gotta be the Glock 'cause you can't de-cock it
I'll put a n***a in a box, he think we boxin'
Just poured a pint of Wocky 'cause they restocked it
Bitch, I'm playin' with boy and girl if you need options