[Chorus: Saxkboy KD]
Hate they talk too much, put ice all on my heart and on my wrist (On my wrist)
I got sense enough to know these n***as broke and ain't on shit (They ain't on shit)
I called a blitz, old dude got hit up (Come on)
He outside, go pick his bitch up (Go get 'em)
I don't talk too much on purpose (Come on, come on), my guys lurkin', KD shut up (Let's go, let's go)
Hate they talk too much, put ice all on my heart and on my wrist (On my wrist)
I got sense enough to know these n***as broke and ain't on shit (They ain't on shit)
I called a blitz, old dude got hit up (Come on)
He outside, go pick his bitch up (Go get 'em)
I don't talk too much on purpose (Come on, come on), my guys lurkin', KD shut up (Let's go, let's go)

[Verse 1: Saxkboy KD]
I ain't sayin' nothin' yet, they know that work I put in, bitch (They know)
You can't speak on me and say I bled the way you bled, you snitched (Nah)
You a rat, you not our kind, I did my bid and shot my shits (on God)
How you want that boy to fold? You better sit that time out, bitch (Time out, bitch)
GI, lil' ole baby (Come on), 43, you can't fuck wit' me on TG (Woo-hoo)
Rob who? Bitch, come try me, you gon' D-I-E, on bro 'nem (You dead)
Nineteen on my clip, I tell my PO I might go back (Grrah-grrah)
'Cause Lord knows if these n***as try me (Uh-uh), I'm pushin' shit back (Bah-bah)
Used to box, now I slang Glocky like a Challenger (N***a)
We can't stay professional, n***a, it's fuck you and your manager (Fuck 'em)
Influenced you, you stupid, n***a, gay and you his passenger (Gay)
Tell them play it safe 'cause I got family and they smackin' somethin' (Come on, let's go)
Fuck a n***a (Let's go)
[Chorus: Saxkboy KD]
Hate they talk too much, put ice all on my heart and on my wrist (On my wrist)
I got sense enough to know these n***as broke and ain't on shit (They ain't on shit)
I called a blitz, old dude got hit up (Come on)
He outside, go pick his bitch up (Go get 'em)
I don't talk too much on purpose (Come on, come on), my guys lurkin', KD shut up (Let's go, let's go)
Hate they talk too much, put ice all on my heart and on my wrist (On my wrist)
I got sense enough to know these n***as broke and ain't on shit (They ain't on shit)
I called a blitz, old dude got hit up (Come on)
He outside, go pick his bitch up (Go get 'em)
I don't talk too much on purpose (Come on, come on), my guys lurkin', KD shut up (Let's go, let's)

[Verse 2: That Mexican OT]
Yeah, I can't love 'em, I can't trust 'em, but believe that I can fuck 'em (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
After sex, she ask what are we? I'm like, "Stupid bitch, we nothing" (Psh, nothing)
Yeah, I'm a munch, I ate it like a mango
She ate me like muffins (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I'ma nut in her butt like bananas (Uh-huh), I won't tell no one
But that pussy was bussin' (Let's go)
That pussy was bussin' like we was fuckin' at a bus stop (Ha, ha, ha)
Even if I had no legs, she could put my third leg in a leg lock (Leg lock)
Diamonds in my mouth with a cowboy hat and my shades on 'cause my eyes bloodshot (Ah, ooh)
I like a bitch with tattoos on her face, I need myself a thug gal (Uh-huh)
Viva la loca, I got me a skunka (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
She gettin' nasty inside of my truck while eatin' dick and hittin' coke-a (Ugh)
Bitch, are you dumb? Get back on the bus
The music got me feeling like I just rushed
Whole TV gorilla, eat people for lunch
I'll just open his head and I take out a bunch
Come here (Come here)
Fah-ah, fah-fah (KD, shut the fuck up!)
[Chorus: Saxkboy KD]
Hate they talk too much, put ice all on my heart and on my wrist (On my wrist)
I got sense enough to know these n***as broke and ain't on shit (They ain't on shit)
I called a blitz, old dude got hit up (Come on)
He outside, go pick his bitch up (Go get 'em)
I don't talk too much on purpose (Come on, come on), my guys lurkin', KD shut up (Let's go, let's go)
Hate they talk too much, put ice all on my heart and on my wrist (On my wrist)
I got sense enough to know these n***as broke and ain't on shit (They ain't on shit)
I called a blitz, old dude got hit up (Come on)
He outside, go pick his bitch up (Go get 'em)
I don't talk too much on purpose (Come on, come on), my guys lurkin', KD shut up (Let's go, let's)