[Intro: Jah Woo]
(Young Madz)
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom, n***a
Suck my dick
Everything dead

[Verse 1: Jah Woo]
How can I lack if I keep me a heat?
With the .40, I'm movin' discreet
Uppin' them rakes, we gon' put you to sleep
Spin on the opps just for mentionin' T
Bend though the Mitch tryna catch me a P

[Verse 2: Kyle Richh]
Like, I can't fuck if that bitch is a keet
I'm with Sheik, he gon' reverse the V
Like, if he lack, we gon' put him to sleep
Yo, Guap put the beam on his chin
Spin through the Mitch, and I'm lettin' off six
If I don't got the gun, he get beat with my fist
Damn, lil' Metri, ran on his birthday
Caught his mans, started runnin' him over
After your bitch, he got put on the floor
Ten deep, made him run out the store
Metri got hit with a four by four
Lеgs in the telly, they gеt him real deady
Let's get high, like, up that Melly
[Verse 3: Jah Woo]
Know I can't lack, I can't go out like Melly
[?] up and got hit in his belly
Uppin' them rakes and I'm sendin' out two
Fuck [?], he got sent to the moon

[Verse 4: Jenn Carter]
Off the Wocky, don't know what to do
Off the Wocky, I'm not in the mood
And bitches get hit too
Thinkin' shit sweet, she get shot through the dimple

[Verse 3: Jah Woo, GBG Sheik, Kyle Richh, & Jenn Carter]
And Melly got shot at his dental
EDot, all in my sprinkles
Uppin' them rakes, we gon' hop out and get you
I'm Fross, I'm stuck, no statue
Blockwork a bum, go burn them jeans
And that sweater, them shits is mad fu'
Spin through the Mitch, tryna catch me a hit
Catch me an O, he get put in a spliff
Fuck Notti, fuck Noah, both of them n***as got stretched, like yoga
It ain't up if...