[Verse 1: Splurge]
Hittaz on deck, hittaz on deck, hittaz on deck bitch
I’m 17 got that bad hoe stay on my dick (I'm 17)
And it’s fuck your side, fuck your squad, n***a fuck your clique (fuck your clique, boy)
30’s on dracs, dicks on tits, hittaz on deck (hittaz on deck)
Hittaz on deck and they here (they here)
Water on me and it’s pure (water)
Don’t come around here like your scared (like your scared)
Don’t come around here sippin beer (sippin beer)
Young n***a rob you if you drunk (drunk)
Them young n***as slide and get crunk
I ain’t fuck your bitch in a month (in a month)
I ain’t never seen you with a gun (yeah)
Me and Blitz linked up it’s done (it's done)
Hop out with choppas, young n***a shottas
Leave a n***a red like a lobster (leave him red)
We gone pull up with Glocks and TECs if you talking
You can get put in the box, we ain’t boxing
I’m on a 4 of the Wock and it’s awesome

[Chorus: BL Double]
Yeah, Blitz
Hittaz on deck, hittaz on deck, hittaz on deck (hittaz on deck)
N***a fuck yo hood, fuck yo block, n***a fuck yo set (n***a fuck yo set)
This a no fly zone rap ass n***a snatch the chain on your neck (yeah)
Hittaz on deck, hittaz on deck, hittaz on deck
[Verse 2: BL Double]
Blitz
Fuck all that talkin, we creepin we stalkin
Big draco, back the fuck off me
Make that bitch clap, Magnolia New Orleans
We spray up apartments, my goonies they heartless
Red beam on the target
No drive-by, we parkin
Hop out start sparkin, fuck all that arguin
Put that hot shit on him now he saucin
Put the iron on his ass, no starching
My pockets getting fat, Kelly Clarkson
You a pussy boy come off that extortion
Hurry up and bring my portion
You country-ass n***as ride horses
Yeah you right bitch Ferraris and Porsches bitch

[Chorus: BL Double]
Hittaz on deck, hittaz on deck, hittaz on deck (hittaz on deck)
N***a fuck yo hood, fuck yo block, n***a fuck yo set (n***a fuck yo set)
This a no fly zone rap ass n***a snatch the chain on your neck (yeah)
Hittaz on deck, hittaz on deck, hittaz on deck

[Verse 3: Quin NFN]
I be with hitters and killers, a n***a play around and he dead
You got a pole then pop it
We gon aim for his noggin, send shots at his head ey
I’m not trynna beef over Twitter, I calling my hitter I’m droppin some bread
Don’t try to trip we get pop like a med
Performing on stage with the Glock in my pants
You need a show, get the guap in advance
I’m out of line I be popping my fans
I’m in the line get some top in the van
Sipping on dry man the Wock got me dead
Ran up that guap gave a nod to my mans
Ass like a horse imma pop it and prance
Four pretty bitch took me shopping in France
Drum on the Glock like I’m rocking a band
[Chorus: BL Double]
Yeah, Blitz
Hittaz on deck, hittaz on deck, hittaz on deck (hittaz on deck)
N***a fuck yo hood, fuck yo block, n***a fuck yo set (n***a fuck yo set)
This a no fly zone rap ass n***a snatch the chain on your neck (yeah)
Hittaz on deck, hittaz on deck, hittaz on deck
Blitz