[Chorus: JayDaYoungan]
Glock 23, this bitch for me, it got my name on it
It's fresh up out the box, so I'm tryna put a brain on it
Pull up, I like to drop my top since they say it's change on it
We like to swing them n***as block, hop out and leave a stain on it
And it's fuck whoever changed on me, can't trust your main homie
Fuck your song, don't say my name on it, tryna get some fame on it
Bitch, you better know one thing, I keep that fuckin' thang on me
The same street them n***as hang, gon' get their fuckin' brains on it (Hmm)

[Verse 1: JayDaYoungan]
Shells droppin', that's the sound of death, I clutch big metal
Fuckin' up my heath, my feet hurt, I'm a big stepper
Since he got a hothead, hit his top and let thе stick melt him
Find out where his spot at, scopе him out and let my bitch drill him
Hit up a lick, we need a hotty, fuck it, get a temp tag
Your pussy ass been mad, that's why you should've been smashed
Gon' fuck around and make me drop a ten on your lil' bitch ass
Send a blitz and if they miss, gon' spin again on your lil' bitch ass
Hollows hit his leg, he ain't dead, but he can't work out
For all that shit you said, with you gon' end up in a dirt pile
Bitch, how you a demon gettin' baptized in a church house?
When we meet him, where we leave him, make his people bring them shirts out, on gang

[Chorus: JayDaYoungan & 23KayB]
Glock 23, this bitch for me, it got my name on it
It's fresh up out the box, so I'm tryna put a brain on it
Pull up, I like to drop my top since they say it's change on it
We like to swing them n***as block, hop out and leave a stain on it
And it's fuck whoever changed on me, can't trust your main homie
Fuck your song, don't say my name on it, tryna get some fame on it
Bitch, you better know one thing, I keep that fuckin' thang on me
The same street them n***as hang, gon' get their fuckin' brains on it (Eee, eee)
[Verse 2: 23KayB]
All in Plaquemine tryna get a drop, go step until your toe hurt
Mention 23 on live, so we gon' make sure that you go first
I ain't gotta drop a dime, they get the drop, I tell 'em, ”Go lurk" (Tell 'em, "Go Lurk”)
Put this bitch all on PY, we tryna leave his brother soul hurt (Bitch, come here)
Like, ”Fuck the other side", we tryna slide, who wanna go first? (Boom, boom)
Boy El Chapo with this iron, this .45 will leave his throat hurt
Spin their block with plenty iron, ain't got no mind, we tryna blow first
We on some dumb shit, my gang ain't got no mind, we tryna bend curbs (Skrt)
.45's and Glock 9's, I keep my shit in reach (I keep my shit in reach)
Better tote iron in the [?], can't sleep while you in beef (Can't sleep when you in beef)
It's a cold world, I'm strapped up, I gotta keep my heat
N***as play games, we bust brains for speakin' on Two-Three
My n***as hoppin' out, you try to run, won't make it far (Won't make it far)
We got Glocks and switches, up this bitch and confiscate his heart (Boom)
Like, "Bitch, come here", I'm out my top, they took my dawg, let’s go to war
If you ain't on the shit we on, then you can't get up in this car

[Chorus: JayDaYoungan]
23, this bitch for me, it got my name on it
It's fresh up out the box, so I'm tryna put a brain on it
Pull up, I like to drop my top since they say it's change on it
We like to swing them n***as block, hop out and leave a stain on it
And it's fuck whoever changed on me, can't trust your main homie
Fuck your song, don't say my name on it, tryna get some fame on it
Bitch, you better know one thing, I keep that fuckin' thang on me
The same street them n***as hang, gon' get their fuckin' brains on it