[Intro: YSN Marrr]
That n***a Nate crazy, okay, bet
Rrrrr
Ayy, Mitro, this shit vibey, gang
On gang (Smokin' dead n***as)
What? What?
C'mon (Oooh, huh?)
(What? What?)
Look (What up?)

[Chorus:]
These exotic 'woods, smoke exotic opps
You ain't heard 'bout Murda Boyz? We got exotic Glocks
Tiger pull up real fast, rrrrr, wit' a lotta' shots
Bitch, I'm feelin' just like Mac, I got a lotta' guap

[Verse:]
Free Cam, free Tay, free, Wop, free AP
Free Ram, free Top, they them members, yeah
Tryin' not to crash, police on my ass
Live my life like GTA, just do the-, don't hit the-, c'mon
This that spin music, this that shit that you could blick to
C'mon, walk a n***a down, see what that switch do
And my young n***a too turnt, he got a switch too
Took that shit straight to the 'Gram, boy, that's a bitch move
[Chorus:]
These exotic 'woods, smoke exotic opps
You ain't heard 'bout Murda Boyz? We got exotic Glocks
Tiger pull up real fast, rrrrr, wit' a lotta' shots
Bitch, I'm feelin' just like Mac, I got a lotta' guap

[Verse 2:]
(On gang) On gang, look
He ain't nevеr got no paper, tryna' see what n***as on, what?
Walk down gang, we tryna' see if n***as home
Walk down gang, wе tryna' get these n***as gone, look
Real street n***a, rap n***a, really patch n***as
G-Got a call 'bout B-O-N, they caught a fat n***a
Now I'm callin' B-O-N like, "Quit that cap, n***a"
Ahh, on gang, look
A-Ain't no walkin' through the front, bitch, we creepin' through the back
They say 2-3 got the glizzy, I think Hoodie got the MAC
On gang

[Chorus:]
These exotic woods, smoke exotic opps
You ain't heard 'bout Murda Boyz? We got exotic Glocks
Tiger pull up real fast, rrrrr, wit' a lotta' shots
Bitch, I'm feelin' just like Mac, I got a lotta' guap

[Outro:]
On gang, what?
C'mon
He ain't never got no-, but tryna' see what n***as on, what? What?
Damn, we tryna' see if n***as home, yeah
On gang
What? What-what?
(What? Bitch, it's my year, no cap)