[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd & TRU]
(J, this shit too crazy)
Four or five Hummers, 'Burban, Jag' for the summer (Yeah)
SS sittin' on twenties, but I ain't no motherfuckin' stunna (Dumb-ass n***as)
Grab the gat, where they at? Rat-ta-tat-tat (KrispyLife, it's with a K, dumbass)
I represent the Third Ward, you a rookie, I'm a vet

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
N***as gotta get the fuck on, they doin' too much
Hoes fillin' up my VIP, can't move too much
N***a got a little money, hoes think it's cool to fuck
Ballin' like a Laker, girly thought she let Kuzma fuck

[Verse 2: YSR Gramz]
I don't even wanna fuck girly, she be doin' too much
Seen your favorite rapper out in public, his jewels was tucked
Like a n***a shoes tightened up, you better loosen up
All my bitches pretty, ten and better, you fuck twos and up

[Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd]
Five hundred for the verse, three-fifty for the video
I think I got a problem 'cause I love fuckin' freaky hoes
Hit her on camera, told that bitch to do a freaky pose
Dog touched me and got fired on by Mickey—

[Verse 4: YSR Gramz]
Doggybone pieces ain't hittin', I think them bitches broke
Hit a n***a down the street with chop, I don't need no scope
This weed I'm smokin' on got me high, I think I'm finna float
I'll paint his whole head red like he Lil Boat
[Chorus: KrispyLife Kidd & YSR Gramz]
Hoo, woo, hooty-hoo (Gang, gang, a lot of gang shit, bitch)
Hooty-hoo, yeah (Woo, woo, woo)
Gang, gang (Dumb-ass n***as, dumbass)

[Verse 5: KrispyLife Kidd]
Beam on that n***a forehead look like the mark of Buddha
You just hold a strap, boy, you is not no shooter
I'll pull your ho card, bet a band, I'll do it
I can't fuck with these n***as, yeah, I'm too exclu'—

[Verse 6: YSR Gramz]
Tired of catchin' plays in front of the crib, I'm finna buy a scooter
Catch an opp in a school zone, I done popped a student
I beat my uncle ass the other day 'cause he ain't play my music
He talkin' 'bout he sell dog, I think the n***a use it

[Verse 7: KrispyLife Kidd]
Gramz fuck with dog, talkin' 'bout, "I ain't stuntin' dog"
Catch a body in Flint and move down to Saginaw
I'll drop a hundred-somethin' shots like fireworks off
But get the fuck out my face, Kermit the Frog-ass n***a

[Verse 8: YSR Gramz]
I'll beat his ass, ol' small-ass n***a
You won't never tell the truth, you ol' fraud-ass n***a
You wearin' man purses, RuPaul-ass n***a
I got this Draco for you tall-ass n***as
[Verse 9: KrispyLife Kidd]
I ain't got no love for no son of dog-ass n***a
Chop with the wood on it, this a tall-ass midget
They gave my cuzzo all that time, man that n***a wouldn't listen
I spent so much on this 'fit, yeah, bitch, I be drippin'

[Chorus: YSR Gramz & KrispyLife Kidd]
Hooty-hoo, ayy, go get that n***a
Hooty-hoo, ayy, go get that n***a
Hooty-hoo, motherfucker
Hooty-hoo, motherfucker (The big whoop, dumb-ass n***a)

[Outro]
(J, this shit too crazy)