[Verse 1: SSJ Daki]
Kick down that door when I walked in, ayy
Sniffing the [?] like I lost it, ayy
You say the weed too exotic, ayy
My numbers ain't [?] (Grrrah)
[?] talking now
Man get off of your ass, walk it out
You ain't fuckin' with me, shut 'em down
Put a chop on that beam, hundred rounds (Brrt, brrt)
And I ain't falling down, motherfucker, this clip is extendable
Cash flow, I'm feeling incredible
But that dirty be huffing that medical
Gas pack, my breath feel like chemicals
On my reticle, if he talking, that boy getting fucked up
Pop a B 'til I spew, bitch I upchuck
Feel like Broly, my power's just [?]

[Verse 2: ISSBROKIE]
Yo' bitch adore, her knees bruised and hoarse
So high, bitch I'm sore, run up on his block with a blade like I'm [?]
Twitter faggots watching my steps like a wardеn
I'm barely on Twitter, I try to ignore it
Said "If hе want smoke then he shouldn't go post it
We not gon' direct it, the DMs are open
But if that boy broke I'ma go 'head and ghost him", like bitch?
How you gon' say what I said?
You can't even rap off the top of your head
How you gon' yap when ya thot give me head?
I'ma drop 'til I'm dead, you a cop, you a fed
Bitch I run up on opps with the Glock if they stopping to brag
If you ain't with the mob, you a [?]
I been honestly dead, I'm a zombie while off of the meds
Smoke za' then I cough 'til I [?]
[Verse 3: Jenx2]
I got a blade but I said that before
So I don't gotta shout it that loud anymore
All your numbers don't grow, looking flat like a door
I got a pack, I came back from the store
So I head home, I go to the [?]
I smoke a pack and then lay on the flo'
These days it seems like these rappers are hoes
I caught a [?] and it's straight to the [?]
He try to peep, I get straight to the [?]
He try to peep then I'm gripping a pole
Ain't really been with the team and it shows
I left his body to feed with the crows
Cross-face, all day, Pompeii bitch I fucking bomb fakes
All grey long [?], all way, got the cash stacked in a tall crate

[Verse 4: Cacity]
Ayy, walked in the bank, bitch I [?]
[?] each with a hug
Guess I'm blowing fucking fog
Y'all getting hit by the squad
Will you not fucking flop?
Y'all gon' [?] for this [?]
We too young, Karmamob
Bitch I aim a fucking gun
When I'm whipping on an opp (Grrah)
They gon' try to copy my whole flow until my flames not lit
So I say fuck that, [?] that ho until my dick says "Quit"
No, no, not that, no food in my whip
I [?] and I [?] got that gat on my hip
Bitch, I am too equipped
Everything that's been said, bitch we only speak gold
Karmamob never fold
[Outro: SSJ Daki]
Kick down that door when I walked in, ayy
Sniffing the [?] like I lost it, ayy
You say the weed too exotic, ayy
My numbers ain't [?] (Grrrah)
[?] talking now
Man get off of your ass, walk it out
You ain't fuckin' with me, shut 'em down
Put a chop on that beam, hundred rounds (Brrt, brrt)