[Verse 1: FsdaBender]
Uh, I hit that kill switch
Let's make a bet, you go upstairs, and he won't feel shit
Switchy keep on jumpin' out my hand, bitch that's a real glitch
All black, we spin blocks back to back, we on some drill shit

[Verse 2: Eem Stacks]
They like "Eem you fell off", 'cause I been out here chasin' opps
I brung his head down to his toes when they was out there on that block
This a 30 in this glizzy, settin' standards, take out his flock
Me and twin hop out on drive, I'm seein' if baby boy alive

[Verse 3: Reek12hunnit]
But since we talkin' 'bout the opps, we spin a lot
He was out there loafin' on that porch, and he got dropped
Send a blitz, switches on them glicks, to make him drop
Send a blitz, switches on them glicks, to make him drop

[Verse 4: F5]
N***as know better to go and play that big blocka land
Opp got his shit cracked just like a laptop flamer
Flame his ass up, leave his back hot
I know they mad we made it home from that last drop

[Verse 5: Eem Stacks]
I don't give a fuck 'bout where we at, we see that n***a, he get the worse
And broski got a baski, brung his head back to the dirt
He got floppin' out that flock, we dressed him up, like he at church
We gon' slide, leave it in drive, and leave his shit up on the curb
[Verse 6: FsdaBender]
Uh, bitch, and I smoke Gunna man
Pop-out cuts and let this glizzy do the Stunna dance
I'on want smoke, and Lo, we need another strand
4th quarter press, bitch when we slide, we get another man
Last opp sick, I know he mad, because his brother dead
Out there poppin' wheelies on that bike, now look what Gunna did

[Verse 7: Reek12hunnit]
Oh he tried to run, but he ain't fast enough
Catch him throwin' 3's, shoot out in public, we gon' clap him up
Go check the stats, ain't gettin' back, so how they mad at us?
We the ones that really turnt it up, go ahead and add it up
Go ahead and add it up
Braggin' on that shit, you know you scared
We gon' spin that block and watch them switches hit his head
Shit I called my Face Arrangers then they put that boy to bed
They done spend a band, they ain't hop out, think them n***as scared

[Verse 8: F5]
N***as tried to box me in, fuck is they dumb?
19 shots on that block, we had some fun
They know better then claimin', n***as know how fast we come
Been standin' on business, when we slide we get it done
Uh, who can't get up? That boy Rizzy
They new attachment we added to this was the switchy
And I been spinnin' for a week straight, bitch I'm getting dizzy
And we ain't screamin' out no Ricky, this headshot a QRizzy