[Verse 1: Ethxrxxl]
[?] on my belt, bitch, it's two-tone
You ain't gangster, don't throw up my gang signs
In that 'Tayga still living the same life
[?] shit, I'm the reason this ain't right
Said he want smoke and got killed in the night
Killed a n***a, stabbed his bro with the same knife
N***as ain't 'bout it, she just wanna fuck all on me 'cause I'm clouted
It only take one call to get violent, my n***as they killers, they violent
She g—take one call to get violent, my n***as they killers, they violent
It only take one call to get violent, my n***as thеy killers, they violent
Shе gag on the dick then she ride it
Stab that boy in the neck when I smile, lil' bitch
N***a want s—n***a want smoke, we gon' get his ass gone
N***a want smoke, we gon' send his ass home
Call up Majin—Call up Majin, put a hole in your dome
She a slut, she keep on giving me dome—giving me dome
Ha, yeah—ha, yeah, and she is not stopping, shit, huh
Karate, bitch, how we chopping shi—we chopping shit
Nick Cannon, wildin' out 'cause we wildin' bitch
Told her, "Come over," tryna [?]
Tryna fuck the bitch then I'ma kick her ass out
If she on the bed arched up, tell her, "Get down"
I tell that bitch I want mouth
Call a Uber, kick that bitch out my house
Call a Uber, kick that bitch out my home
7.62, it go straight to your dome
Kill a n***a with my God damn mask on 'cause I'm tryna keep that shit low and unknown
[Verse 2: MajinBlxxdy]
I'm gon' slide with my bro, run a route
Bitch-ass n***a, better watch your tone
Ride with some youngin's that's bad to the bone
On the road hittin' juggs, I can't pick up the phone
Beat your ass like Sylvester Stallone
Once we get the drop, we gon' slide to your home
I stay in the trap with some loose screws
Big MAC on me, bitch, put up that deuce-deuce—deuce-deuce
Whole gang going schizo', going cuckoo
Feds, they be lurking, they watch me like HULU
[?] ran up the bag, they like, "Who knew?"
Ethxrxxl pop out the cut, he gon' shoot you
I'm servin' m—I'm serving my auntie, I feel like I'm Goonew
Droppin' off packs, bitch, I feel like the mail man
How you be—how you be trappin'? You don't bring the scale in
He say he fight demons, we gon' give him hell then