[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)

[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
It's early, my trap slap on a Thursday
Me and that bag go together, we're perfect
You ain't tryna get this chicken with me? You're worthless
I can't wait till Unc pay me when the first hit
Can't wait to get rich, and shit all on these n***as huh
I ain't the roughest through this bitch? They got me fucked up
I remember I was down bad, I was fucked up
I got it out the mud no he didn't I guess he lucked up
All the freak bitches dick suck when your bucks up
You can't get a dollar out me bitch uh-uh
All the weakest n***as always acting tough tough
That bitch you kissing on is a slut slut
Everywhere I go I throw my B's up
Ain't nobody give a shit, they ain't feed us
These rap n***as gettin' off, I'm the reason
When the cops caught my lil n***a, he was teasing
So many n***as switched up, I can't believe it
At first I wasn't fucking with the rap, now I see it
.45 put it in his face, John Cena
When I'm on, we're all on like The Beatles
Only thing she got to offer is that pussy, I don't need it
Bought four ounces for my grandma, I was dreaming
Shot four times, I think we hit that n***a 'cause he screaming
I ain't have to sign with nobody, still streaming
You ain't got no sauce, you need season
I ain't gotta do no dirt, call my demons
I heard the cookie bows cheap down in Phoenix
Bitch can't get shit from me, but my penis
I ain't going to Tennessee, I'm going to Cleveland
High as hell off that turtle pie, I'm on Venus
Told that bitch if she love me tat my name on her, cleavage
Man I know he don't want beef, cause he vegan
I had to cut that fuck n***a off, cause he was leaching
Keep LDG up in the crib, cause he a demon
I'll put my lil n***as on you, give me a reason
He had a gun but ain't shoot, he was freezing
The way I treat her, man she say I'm a asshole
He was gettin' off for a week, now he back broke
You ain't no shark in that water, you a tadpole
All the freak bitches gon' dip, when your cash low
[Verse 2: Pablo Skywalkin]
Fuck these hoes man, you better put your cash up
Bro look like Batman, that n***a all blacked up
Gramz say let's shoot the video, came strapped up
All my n***as killers lil n***a, you can't whack us
Y'all lil n***as wrestlers, cause y'all act tough
My dawg childish, he 25, and still snatch Buffs
No he ain't applauding, but that n***a he got clapped up
Your baby mama keep throwing the pussy, let me wrap up
Never really liked football, but I'm sacked up
Took a loss on a hundred bands, they was jacked up
Ain't dropped in a minute, so they thought that I was done
Boy you ain't no killer, you just dancing with a gun
Bullets hit him in the back, had him dancing while he run
[?] make the band, but he dancing with the drum
Knew this bitch was a freak, cause she laying in my cum
Bitch yo baby daddy broke, why you laying with a bum?
Three bands for these shoes, I could dance on the sun
Made it rain on the bitch, I don't dance in the club
I should have pink eye, how I'm playing in the mud
Fucked your bitch in December, left her laying in her Uggs
N***a thought I came to box, then he left with some slugs
Told the jeweler I want some Buffs, then I left with a [?]
She say can I have your kids, they got left on a rug
Bitch gave me ten bands, and she ain't even get a hug (Dumb bitch)