[Intro: CHII WVTTZ]
Grrah-Grrah

[Chorus: CHII WVTTZ]
Chase down gang, boy fast get up on him (Grrah)
When I shoot I ain't givin' no warnings (Gang-Gang)
N***as they diss on the internet but we ain't into that
Pull up and put in some payne (blrrrt)
N***as they talkin' that chitter chat
When we straight, me and brodie was lookin' for payne
Had to pick up a gun had to test out my aim (Grrtttt)
Face shot graves almost one to the brain (Gang-Gang)

[Verse 1: CHII WVTTZ]
I don't know why they talkin' these n***as is lame
Still ain't get back think this shit is a game (shit is a game)
If we catch us a O put his ass in a frame
Sit back, Roll that dummy and Lotti and Cane (Die Os)
Two shots for that n***a that think I'm a stain
That n***a he broke stop saggin' with hanes
(Gang) Gang (Grrrt) Gang Gang

Like, that n***a a bitch
Bullet so big take whatever it hit
Like, n***a stop lyin' on drills you ain't did
Lil n***a stop lyin' on packs you ain't spliff (Dummy)
But it's back to the list, I see a Shh but his ass get hit
Got a forty extension bro Glock got a dick
These n***as like bitches back out runnin' Rick (Grrt, Gang-Gang)
Like, and these n***as still runnin' they Ricky (Ricky)
He tryin' to run but we leave his ass sticky (Sticky)
He try to run he got hit with that .50
N***as be talkin' they neva' get with me
Like, Swervo my muddy go fifty for fifty
Dougz in the cut, threw .30s like sixty
Dougz in the cut, threw .30s like sixty
Like, trynna get with me it's gonna get litty
[Verse 2: Set Da Trend]
G-Lock and it came with no safety (Like what?)
Pistol packin' like we in the navy
I was spending a G on the daily
Me and Nazzy like curry and KD
Bitch I can't cuff you, ain't into the cuffin'
Sippin' muddy this ain't Robitussin
You ain't with it n***a stop the bluffin
Catch a OY n***a I'mma buss em'
J-JB Gang, No I'm never lackin'
Say I got hit by a bus? like what?
.30s on .30s leave him in the dust
Dummy got poked, yall ain't get enough?
[?] Got shot , turn him to a strain
[?] Now he and Woo Kane
Set The Trend, you can search up my name
Word around town heard I put in that Payne
C-HII with me he ready to flame
N***as know I can get disrespectful
[?] Got shot, turn him to a vegetable
Face shot, show you what these rounds'll do
Never lackin' he walk with the heater
He be tellin' me that he Anemic
Give him two shots like he Derek Jeter
All my opps is dirty, mop'll clean em'
[Chorus: CHII WVTTZ]
Chase down gang, boy fast get up on him
When I shoot I ain't givin' no warnings
N***as they diss on the internet but we ain't into that
Pull up and put in some payne
N***as they talkin' that chitter chat
When we straight , me and brodie was lookin' for payne
Had to pick up a gun had to test out my aim
Face shot graves almost one to the brain