[Intro: Spinabenz]
N***a Rye in this bitch wildin'
He already got his kills, that's why I'ma snatch you, dog (Boom, boom, boom)
Let's go
Get the fuck down
Get the fuck down
Tornado Kidd (Let's go)
Chopper town (Let's go, boom, boom, boom)

[Verse 1: Spinabenz]
Gang, let me pour my meds up (Ayy)
Watch what you say, you disrespect, you get your head bust (Boom, boom, boom)
First he was talking, now he, baow, he's a dead fuck (Dead fuck)
TikTok-ing n***a, chopper make him dance, huh
2Pac, hit his ass up (Gang, grrah)
Let me roll my opps up (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Drop the window, light the block up
Did him bad, they said he got stomped (Grrah, grrah)
N***a, you can try to hide, but you cannot run (Grrah)
Ayy, them n***as might be gangsters, but they not us
Ayy, them n***as might got guns, but they ain't shot nothin'
N***as probably got in a lot of shootouts, them n***as never dropped nothin'
Flip the clip, they runnin' through the forest, n***as gumping (Bitch)
Fix the score, I'm tryna up it
Bitch, they know how I'm comin'
[Verse 2: Li Rye & Spinabenz]
We got bags in the city, Dope Boy, smoke on his ass every day
You know that we step forward, that's why your dead ass ain't here today (Yup)
Keith got shot up all in his face
Did y'all see how they had did Lil Zay? (Grrt)
Caught one to the mouth, straight out the south, we let them choppers spray
On all ten, they stepped on ten, had them cracking, we wiped it down
In war with the whole city, no pick and choose, bitch, I want them all
Walk down, headtap, had the bullets out, they left his head there
Ain't no point in spinning on them n***as block 'cause they scared there
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Grah)
Five percent the window, put it in my name and let my brothers slide in it (Skrrt)
Try to jump up in the smoke, and he died in it
Know that I ride with it
Bought a dirty pistol just to slide with it
Tried to spin, we parked the car
Try to run, he ain't gettin' far
They say I'm famous, but I don't give a fuck, I'm a shootin' star
Go on a drill, highspeed the law
Rockin' out 'cause I just popped a bar
Had a rubber in my pocket, still ain't use it, just fucked a opp ho raw
Grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt, that n***a target practice
These hollow tips gon' melt a n***a ass just like some fucking plastic
They hate to see me on the scene 'cause I leave shit tragic (Ayy)
Drop a bag, make n***as disappear, poof, call it magic (Let's go, ayy)
[Verse 3: Spinabenz]
I don't know her mama, but she call me daddy
I don't know 'bout frrt, but Mookie died in traffic
Mitch died, he was rich, he had Louis Vuitton on his casket
Bibby died after school, he should've skipped that shit and trapped it out

[Interlude: Spinabenz]
Bleep, bleep, bleep
Ayy, bitch (Bleep, bleep)
Okay, okay (Ayy, uh-huh)
Uh-huh, okay, somebody tell him

[Verse 4: Spinabenz]
Let's go, somebody tell him this shit go to [?]
Bitch, all motherfucking shots on me
Spray this Glock on beam
I'm a fucking triple felon with a chopper on me
N***a, we ain't talking no badge, we pull up, drop your dog, and leave (Drop your dog)
Dirty-ass [?] Cuban, it was free
Pull up and swing the stick
Fuck who you hanging with (Grrt)
Pull up and spray up the house, grah, rearranging it (Let's go)
Pull up and air it out like it's stankin' in this bitch (Ah)
Pull up and air it out, leave him stankin', he a bitch