[Intro: GrindHard E, YSR Gramz]
(I got so much energy)
Aight, yup
Yeah, okay
This what we doin'? Yea, E

[Verse 1: GrindHard E]
It sounds fucked up, but all my medication came from sick people
Phone ranging when I first woke up, I served six people
50 in the Glock, I got to shooting, I hit six people
It's a six in my pop, I'm high, I'm moving slow like a beetle

[Verse 2: YSR Gramz]
I don't follow n***as 'round this bitch, n***a I'm a leader
I don't want a song with that n***a, he got cheap features
I had to leave my n***a at the crib, he like to sleep people
If I see him out in traffic and I don't like him, I'ma sneak people

[Verse 3: GrindHard E]
The Glock dirty, but the drank legal
I'm by mysеlf or with my bitch, because I hate pеople
The first thought come to my head is to live, but I think evil
I was 16, the first car I slid out was a Buick Regal

[Verse 4: YSR Gramz]
Why you fall out with your dawg, n***a, you gon' need him
A n***a reach for my chain on stage, n***a, I'm gon' knee him
You the type to see your opp out talking 'bout "I ain't see him"
Bro just put a n***a in a box, he just ID'd him
[Verse 5: GrindHard E]
Dropping clip after clip, I just Spike Lee'd him
On some different shit with my drank, I just ice tea'd it
I ain't gon' delete the plug number off my phone because I might need it
They told me I ain't need to bring my heat, but I did not leave it

[Verse 6: YSR Gramz]
You be rapping like you really like that, but you not no demon
They would've been picked you off, but they ain't got no reason
Backwood hitting too hard, made me stop breathing
This lil' bitch thick as hell but she not needed

[Verse 7: GrindHard E]
Cut my last bitch off, she was not needed
I think I met a new plug, he call me habibi
Air holes out the end of the barrel, got the Glock breathing
Bad bitch, the pussy was straight trash, but the top was decent

[Verse 8: YSR Gramz]
It's like a basketball game 'cause the opps teaming
Poured a four in my pop, I couldn't stop dreaming
You can't stop me when I got this Glock, you is not Jesus
Just 'cause you know me through somebody, you is not my people

[Verse 9: GrindHard E]
My n***a head fucked up, he locked up, he said he wish he shot more people
I call my weapon Danny Glover because this bitch lethal
Off a eight, looking like a dog head that's using a needle
Gotta find a translator for the plug, because he speak Hebrew
[Verse 10: YSR Gramz]
You smoke 20 dollar eighths, I can't smoke with you
I got this Glock from Facebook, it poke people
Don't get into it with YSR 'cause I ho people
N***a you ain't really like that, you just know people