[Verse 1: HXLX]
30 round clip I got 30 in my bag
Put em asleep I got shooters in debt
30 in my stick I got death on my hip
Bust down the door and shoot you in yo shit

Break every bones imma stomp on your face
Yuh yuh with my blade
Shoutout that bitch I'm about to get down
M16 I shoot in that crowd

One in the crowd I got hollowtips on my bullets
Knife in yo stomach I'm keepin' on pushin'
Gauge 12 I'm not friendlu
Shoot my opps I shoot my enemy

[Verse 2: TSARUICIDE]
Down in yo town with a fuckin' gun
No stock, shortened barrel
Thats my draco on my fuckin' side
Run run run if I see you then you run run run
I ain't plan on makin a mothafuckin hitlist
Cross me again I fuckin' cross you off the hitlist
(yea yea yea yea)
Deaths to the magazine
(yea yea yea yea)
Mag dumpin', drivin' V's
(yea yea yea yea)
Donе with a fuckin' bitch
(yea yea yea yеa)
Don't think I give a shit
With a full clip don't wanna get fuckin' shot
AK47 gonna kill my fuckin' Opps
Gonna take him off the motherfuckin' map
Gonna pull him in the ground
Gonna put him in the ground bitch

Put him down
Yea I'm gonna put him down
Put him down
Yea I'm gonna put him down bitch