[Intro]
I don't play games
If you can't be messing with a man, you can't, you don't play games, so who are you messing with?

[Chorus] x4
You can't be messing with Grim
You can't be messing with Bruts
Can't be messing with Rotten
Because my guys definitely shoot

[Verse 1: Griminal]
Griminal
What's this breddah about?
Money I talk, when, where about?
We got bare hot here, no fear about
You see all that shit that you hear about?
We don't care about, walk in a room then stare about
Man's in the way, then we clear him out
We don't hear him out
We're not scared, don't care what they're about
It's all Greengate, that's what I'm staring out
Waiting is air, stating it clear
Satan is here and I'm facing my fear
So now there's a lot to be scared about
Yep, yep to no, what? Where about?
We make so much beef that we scared the cows
I looked down like, where's the ground?
See me, I'm so high that I'm near the clouds

[Chorus] x4
You can't be messing with Grim
You can't be messing with Bruts
Can't be messing with Rotten
Because my guys definitely shoot

[Verse 2: Brutal]
I'm stuck in a grind
Too many park signs stuck in my mind
Stuff that I learnt, I can't buss in a rhyme
Or hype up [?] like I'm clutching a nine
Duck in a fight
We're the best, don't see enough in the light
Can't rest, gotta keep hustling white
Doubling size, I always grind, I'm cuddling time
If I find one guy that's troubling mine
No time to be fucking with rhymes
Put down the pen, pick up the leng
Then I'm right out side, start fucking with lives
I move dark, so I'm ducking the lights
Can't end up doing nothing
And sized up behind bars, with nothing in sight
Me and that guy, he ain't nothing alike

[Chorus] x4
You can't be messing with Grim
You can't be messing with Bruts
Can't be messing with Rotten
Because my guys definitely shoot

[Verse 3: Dot Rotten]
My brain contains 'nuff corrupt thoughts
That I can't talk, look I got brut jaw
I wanna slice my wrist, but I'll cut yours
And show you the finger, like up yours
I'm gonna rob and shot a ting so I suck draws
Chain, I'll swap yours
Better tuck in yours
In a warfare, you only buss four
Idiot, I'll buss four, plus more
I'm not a prick, I take you on a trip
Around the world and push you off, I'm Mount Rushmore
Hollow tips rock your head like a skunk draw
They're too hood to get it over my [?]
My gun had a dirty tongue and it once swore
The next day I bought shells from the gun store
Bars like this, I don't get crunk for
MCs are like lunch that I much, bore

[Chorus] x4
You can't be messing with Grim
You can't be messing with Bruts
Can't be messing with Rotten
Because my guys definitely shoot