[Verse]
Ayo, ayo, ayo
Don't ever try to fucking play me
50 shot, flip that n***a crazy (Brrrrrr)
His momma like "that ain't my baby
I got the four, but where the fuck my baby?"
Chase his ass through down the way
They found the n***a' brains somewhere on Bailey (Boom!)
Shooter Israeli
Chopped the n***a fingers off so we can mail 'em
Had the gold rod Donatella
Life like Pesci in Goodfellas
Describe God that's my features n***a
This for my Jack Mack eating n***as
This for my twenty three and one lords
I kick in your door with the pump (Boom!)
Bales forty five filet well done
Your favorite rapper that's my son
Stop acting like you know me
I give the joint to my little homie
He ain't missed a n***a yet
So many dome shots he only got his ear left (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...!)

[Outro]
Fuck y'all n***as thought, man
Playing with y'all n***as
We having fun
Don't get shit fucked up
We do everything we say 'round here, my n***a
These n***as scared of us, man
We don't get invited to no award shows, no nothing
N***as don't even wanna fucking blog us, n***a
You know why, right?
We in y'all n***as' nightmares
Y'all like to
Y'all like to hear about it but y'all scared to see the real shit
Y'all n***as rap about it but stay in the fucking house
I don't see y'all n***as nowhere