[Intro: Blackout & Yung Plague]
Sucker, buster, fuck that bitch, runnin' with some lemons, trick
On my P's and Q's, I refuse, to be broke and shit
Sucker, buster, fuck that bitch, runnin' with some lemons, trick
On my P's and Q's, I refuse, to be broke and shit
Sucker, buster, fuck that bitch, runnin' with some lemons, trick
On my P's and Q's, I refuse, to be broke and shit
Sucker, buster, fuck that bitch, runnin' with some lemons, trick
On my P's and Q's, I refuse, to be broke and shit
Sucker, buster, fuck that bitch, runnin' with some lemons, trick
On my P's and Q's, I refuse, to be broke and shit
Sucker, buster, fuck that bitch, runnin' with some lemons, trick (Ayy)
On my P's and Q's, I refuse, to be broke and shit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1: Yung Plague]
Shut the fuck up, bitch
Talkin' shit
When the 610 splits, get off and take a left on St. Bernard
Drive a little bit, then it hits
Oh shit
You just drove down the road to Yung Plague's pit
With a pit in the yard
Feed you to my dog, then I yawn
Bury your bones 'til dawn
Mow the lawn to make it seem neat like a bed
Bitch, I'll sleep when I'm dead
Dreamin' while they zippin' up the body bag
From my fuckin' feet up to my head
[Chorus: Blackout]
Sucker, buster, fuck that bitch, runnin' with some lemons, trick
On my P's and Q's, I refuse, to be broke and shit

[Verse 2: Yung $carecrow]
Sucker, buster, fuck that bitch, ain't got no friends, they all turned snitch
Trust no one, they bound to switch
Trust no bitch, just give 'em dick
Dirty south pimp with the gold on my wrist
Empty the clip 'til the chamber go click
No fakin', no flaugin', my record legit
I'm bankin' and dodgin' from Five-O, my clique
Cut Throat, cut dope with the all black blade
Sniff coke, fuck hoes while I'm layin' in the shade
I live up in hell and I sleep in a grave
And if you can't tell, bitch, I'm fuckin' insane
(Pop) pop, pop, pop, pop
Make the bodies go drop
Bustin' these suckers and swervin' on cops
Almighty *59, ain't got time for no opps
Six-six-six, I'm so damn hot