[Verse 1: Gizmo]
I'll put you in the motherfuckin grave
I'm looking like a scrub straight up out the fucking cave
I don't give a fuck for shit get up out my fucking way
Ima kill yo whole squad bitch I'll squash yo whole wave
Smoking fat blunts in the middle of the day
In the middle of my town on a fucking Tuesday
I don't give a fuck how many times I gotta say
Shit, if you ain't gonna listen, then pull up, I wanna fade, aye
No, you don't want it, no no, you don't want it
My aura is haunted
If I’m gonna do it I’m on it, I’m on it
I’m might be on the hen
No, I might be on the chronic
Just don't push my temper
My face gonna enter the center

[Verse 2: Mavo]
Car smoked to the bump in the trunk
Slapping
Triple stacking that pack
Porsche pressed ceiling the back of it
Like he saw them
With tabs off in that Parliament
Getting lost in the dark again
Getting caught in the narcs a bit
Like he didn't even spark a cig
Flip this in a [?] shit
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Pyro converting them call coordinates
Jumping servant servants zips
Pull up to that marksmen
Watch yo head shatter like that fucking damn parchment
Bitch