[Intro: Murda B and Mello Buckzz]
Like what?
Dead, dead, dead
Grahhh
Uh uh uh

[Chorus :Mello Buckzz]
The opps be high and dirty, what's some of they last chains? I call them ceiling fans
Ain't stressed about no n***a I feel like 50, I got many men
Killers dressed in black and move like shadows, I call them slendermen
Speak on fonem ten shots to your mouth bitch change your dental plan
Ooh ah, Ooh we, I'm geekin' off this perc'
I just might get sturdy or sit back and watch these bitches twerk
I could walk in at Saks and spend a bag, you waiting on the first
In pictures holdin' Dracs' but you don't know how that bitch work

[Verse 1: Mello Buckzz]
Okay, ooh ah, ooh we, mmm I smoke exotic za
Ain't no speeding down my block and lucky fonem ain't on that car
Bully mode, they can't come outside or post up at they spot
Harlem shake, big ass AR make his body rock
I don't yell out "Ahh" and shake my ass, I bank L's and I tote Glocks
I don't come outside with no .380 I got some shit that take your top
Them n***as died and died again they ain't get no get back for they block
Fonem put out they ass like how i put my Faygo in my Wock
I had to cut off all them pretty girls they scared of Glocks n' shit
Ion want no pretty bitch, my hoe ain't 'gon be scared to pop a bitch
They carry mace and tazers, hmm, bitch I walk 'round with chops 'n sticks
Got all these bitches actin' like me, really they my opposite
[Chorus :Mello Buckzz]
The opps be high and dirty, what's some of they last chains? I call them ceiling fans
Ain't stressed about no n***a I feel like 50, I got many men
Killers dressed in black and move like shadows, I call them slendermen
Speak on fonem ten shots to your mouth bitch change your dental plan
Ooh ah, Ooh we, I'm geekin' off this perc'
I just might get sturdy or sit back and watch these bitches twerk
I could walk in at Saks and spend a bag, you waiting on the first
In pictures holdin' Dracs' but you don't know how that bitch work

[Verse 2: Murda B]
And you know that I come with the Glock, got the city on lock (Boom)
Watch the body drop, I'm the baddie and I want every opp
Like Mello they suckin' my dick, I'm tryna throw the .40 in his whip
Cock it back and I empty the clip, she keep talkin' her shit now that bitch on her shit
Hop out and keep squeezin', he fell on the floor and now that n***a stopped breathin'
I be datin' off n***as like seasons, I'm tryna beat that bitch right into pieces
And you know that I'm sick in the head, Mello she with me and she smokin' on dead
Ion go on feet n***as fled, she keep talkin' on bro I'ma fill her with lead
And these bitches thinkin' I can't rap, Mello called me I came to the 'raq
I stay with a blicky take it out the bag, tryna catch us an opp like we playin' some tag
Touch me and Mello and I'm not here to brag, these bitches is stupid thinkin' that I lack
Murda B buck and she quick to attack, your n***a a munch he ate it like a [?]

[Chorus: Mello Buckzz]
The opps be high and dirty, what's some of they last chains? I call them ceiling fans
Ain't stressed about no n***a I feel like 50, I got many men
Killers dressed in black and move like shadows, I call them slendermen
Speak on fonem ten shots to your mouth bitch change your dental plan
Ooh ah, Ooh we, I'm geekin' off this perc'
I just might get sturdy or sit back and watch these bitches twerk
I could walk in at Saks and spend a bag, you waiting on the first
In pictures holdin' Dracs' but you don't know how that bitch work