[Intro]
The fuck going on (Huncho)
They cannot get with the Drench
I do not- (Young Madz)
Ayy, (Turn that up, Young Madz)
AR

[Verse]
They not tryna ball out with Drench Gang
We will score 41 buckets (Easy)
We’ll make the score 41, nothing
Put a stimmy on your head like 4100
Lil' n***a like 4ft 1', imagine me scared ‘cause 41 coming
We can make it a 4 v. 1
I ain't never heard ‘bout 41 doing nothing
Don't let y'all manager gas anyone of y'all, y'all can just come get up with me
Thought they was ballin’, now 41 faded retired, them n***as like Dirk ​Nowitzki
Why was that little n***a airing y’all n***a you know you couldn't take the heat
Y'all n***as faded, y’all YouTube take down, we do real takedowns in the streets
First off, n***a, it’s been four years since Boomer got packed (Boomski)
And from my understanding, y’all never got back
How we do n***as, very disturbing, to the ‘Ville I’ll take a excursion
Talking about they gon’ slide by Bergen, we’ll a put eleven in Kyle like he Irving
And if I throw a bullet, I bet he won't swerve it (at all)
Boomer mother ain't like it, well go tell that bitch that I said he deserved it (Goofy)
See TaTa, he was nervous, n***a beat, I could merch it
And his manager had to speak up, cuz he thought he won't see me in person
I should’ve reached for my belt
Just so Code 33 could’ve post it
In my city, trust me, I ain’t loafin’
I was thirteen, toting on guns that was broken
I don't trust nothing around me I'm uppin’ on everything
Yo baby bro, you can ask 16, bitch we don't care if you seventeen
They call me “Mr. Get Right With Ya'”
Tell Jenn Jenn I got two dyke sisters (Jenn, Jenn, Jenn!)
When I up it I know I'm a hit ya', go tell your fam, find a suit that would fit ya
If you diss me, I never forget you, you know I'ma get you
They diss first and they're taking down all our shit, I could never respect it
Like I told you, we aiming for eye-sockets
Too much drip, you ain't fucking with my closet
They want me but you know what’s in my pocket
If they kill me, my numbers gon’ skyrocket
You ain't on what you rapping, so bitch stop it
In Hermes, that's why I'm a shit pop 'em
And that pass I gave you ain't even thank me, so next time I see you can't cop it
Trust me, I want to be done with this shit
But we just keep having fun with this shit
I want to believe you, but I don't believe you
I know if I up, you gon' run with your stick
If he wit' a girl, he gon’ run on his bitch
They know King Drench top 1 in this bitch
They playing with cobras, they know it's over
D 16 popped, I'm the owner
Riding in hot, so ain't no pulling over
Young dawg got stood right over (pussy)
Lil n***as better check my folder
I don’t need Blaze, I be on that sober
Shit that you heard, bitch you better believe
Just make this the last time you mention with me, please
Them n***as faded, I did it with ease
If lil' bro see ‘em, you know he gon (squeeze)
[Outro]
Y’all was faded already, now y’all super faded
Since y’all want to take shit down, I don't give no fucks
I come at this shit, every time y’all take one down, I put one back up
I don't care, this shit easy, (Slime)