[Verse 1: Molly Brazy]
All these lame hoes talkin this talkin that
I guess bitches mad cause I got it off rap
I'm in the trap this bitch slap I got the 9 on my lap
I ain't fuckin with you bitches you ain't getting no dap
Fuck I look like beefin with these crumb ass hoes
Tryna start some shit with me and yo weave lookin bold
Invite me to yo party with nothin but opp hoes
I brought gang in this bitch my real bitches gone fold
Where that money at is how I'm gone start greeting bitches
Any other reason for a convo we ain't speakin
Bitch we eatin where that money cause you know that we need it
Ro just popped a molly so you know he tweakin
Like my n***a GT said we brought them Draco's with us
You don't wanna beef with me my boys will paint yo n***as
I hang with thug killas you ain't movin weight lil n***a
I know real drug dealers and we countin this skrilla

[Verse 2: Rocaine]
This n***a named Nut fresh out the system
Did 20 years so the city lookin different
But he had his freedom so he wasn't trippin
But he still thinkin' how the fuck he gone get it
Wanna win have heart n***a have ambition
Get caught one rule no snitchin
I'ma kill that n***a with my shoes crispy
Can't tell a n***a shit cause they don't listen
What it do 5? what it do blood? Never got A's n***a but B's up
If a tough ass n***a wanna mean mug
Feez gonna drop yo bitch ass I'ma clean up
Homicide boys 4-4 fo life white buff big rims live that type of life
You know it's on sight leave yo ass ice
Like Tony Montana I'm the bad guy (Scarface)
Like Tony Montana I'm the bad guy
I know real drug dealers and we countin this skrilla