[Intro: Kyle Richh and Jah Woo]
I'm on bad timin' wit' n***as, all you n***as suck my dick
Gangsta, get off my dick
Real n***as know the real man, Bdot got beat wit' the grip
GDK!
Fuck Lu, I roll him, he dead
Fuck Swae, fuck Von, haha
Fuck Lu, he said—

[Verse 1: Kyle Richh]
Grrah, I-I ain't never get knocked that trip, like
Bdot got beat wit' the grip
Like, Edot got shot in his noggin
Why is y'all n***as promotin' the nonsense?
Ayo, Bobby, where you at?
Don't got the gun, then we givin' 'em cookies
These n***as ain't demons, they rookies
Y-Y'all n***as not Makk, y'all pussy

[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
BDot got beat with the jam, Statik a bug out might dump out the van
Key, Wal, Baby, Swae—, bunch of n***as who share dead mans
If you not a member, movе around
Like, ain't no fightin', we flockin' 'em down
Dotty a dick, put thе dot to his crown
G-Lock look better in brown
[Verse 2: Kyle Richh]
41K, who the fuck did you touch?
I'm with Cdot, he uppin' the gust
Jah got the gun, he got lucky he ducked, like
Kartii, why would you run?
Melly Gzz got shot in his head
4zz and a Glock, then we lookin' for rec
We spinnin' back wit' a couple of straps
If they jackin' the opps, then them n***as is dead

[Verse 3: Jah Woo]
Different Amiris, I can tote in 'em all
F-Fuck the cops, I can't stop for the law
Ride with the hammer, I'm feelin' like Thor
R.I.P. Pop, make a call then it's war
Spin on the opps, it's three Gs in the V
T-Try to run, Sheik gon' reverse the V
4100, who bigger than we?
Hop out the V, I'm wit' KR da G
Pop out the cut, all black in a shiesty
Roll up Nick, he got hit after night
PG-19 get 'em out of my sight
Fuck all the politics, shit got me tight
Bdot a kid, he got beat wit' the pipe

[Verse 4: Kyle Richh]
Tell Yus get back, stop dissing (Yussef!)
Brodie play wit' the beam like a kitten
Clicked on my G, fell in love wit' the feeling (Yes)
Y'all n***as ain't touched no 4 (Like, what?)
And y'all n***as not smokin' on bro (Like, damn)
Walk down gang, put a O through the coat (Like, what?)
H-Heartless, 'cause I go through the most (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
BDot got beat with the jam, Statik a bug out might dump out the van (Bdot!)
Key, Wal, Baby, Swae— (Like, what?), bunch of n***as who share dead mans (Bitch, grrah, grrah, grrah)
If you not a member, move around
Like, ain't no fightin', we flockin' 'em down (Flock 'em down!)
Dotty a dick, put the dot to his crown (Dotty!)
G-Lock look better in brown
G-Lock look better in brown

[Outro: Kyle Richh]
If you not a member, move around
Like, ain't no fightin', we flockin' 'em down
D-Dotty a dick, put the dot to his crown
G-Lock look better in brown