[Verse 1: DaBoii]
I woke up at nine with my Glock on the dresser
Suckers want me dead, so I just copped for the better
'Cause I'ma let it blow 'fore I get cropped on a sweater
But still ain't got nothing to prove, I am not with the extras
Brush my teeth and put on my clothes
Bitch, I never been no ho, and I put that on bro
N***a plottin' on DaBoii, he must put shit up his nose
'Cause only .22 and up what I put in my pole
Walked out the house, and brodie pulled up
Got in the whip, asked if he's holding, he said, "You know that it's tucked"
And we been anti our whole life, so they don't know that much of
To get the day started off right, we poured a four in the cup
Bitch, it's Mufasa and the Demon, no one closer than us
Acting tough, acting a scrub, come on, we know it's a bluff
When you get your pack from Berner, gotta roll that much up
And I don't gotta do the job 'cause I got bro in the cuts
On the gang

[Verse 2: Yhung T.O.]
I say, "Brodie pass the blunt, why you keep hoggin' the shit?"
Lil' baby hit my phone, she tryna argue and shit
Stop at the sucker store, I'm tryna get in some shit
But n***as never be outside 'cause they're scared to get hit
So I got back in the whip, head straight to the north
Vallejo to be exact, that's where I jumped off the porch
Where you must not value life if you don't rock with the torch
You know I used to play ball, but I got tired of the sport
We got choppers, we got sticks that blow way louder than yours
When I was out robbing n***as, you was still doing chores
I bounce out and slide on n***as if I'm feeling too bored
She never met nobody like me 'cause her man was a dork
Which Glock should I rock? Meeny, miny or moe?
You can call me what you want, just don't call me a ho
Hit the plug like, "Where you at? What you got for the low?"
Bitch, it's the Demon and Mufasa, we got shots for a ho
On the gang