[Intro: MadMarcc]
Right or wrong with my n***as, I bet they ride, yeah
Right or wrong, I got that pistol by my side, yeah
Right or wrong, them n***as don't wanna die, yeah
(Ayo, Cutta, turn up)

[Chorus: MadMarcc]
Could've went broke back there (Yeah)
Lost a couple bros back there (Yeah)
Goddamn, why Lil V ain't here? (Why he left?)
Goddamn, why Lil V ain't here? (Why he left?)
Right or wrong with my n***as, I bet they ride, yeah
Right or wrong, I got that pistol by my side, yeah
Right or wrong, them n***as don't wanna die, yeah
Right or wrong, we pullin' up on them n***as slangin' iron, yeah

[Verse 1: MadMarcc]
I told my bitch don't be askin' me how I killed bеfore
I told my n***a keep it pimpin', don't fight 'bout a ho
I told my grandma I love her, don't want to see hеr go
Slide on the beat like some butter, but I can't slip up, no
Remember peelin' in whips and [?][0:51] lockin' all them doors
Remember I shot my pistol when every n***a froze
Ain't got nothing to prove, different [?], different rules
Ain't got nothing to lose, say the truth and I'm bool
I fell in love with them hundreds, my favorite color blue
I get that money and stack it until it hit the roof
They probably prayin' I fumble, they wanna see me lose
Young n***a hate that I'm makin' it, too bad I'm not through
I told my mama that I hope I don't get sent to hell
I told my bitch that I love her, she better not never tell
I told my brother grab his flag, let's run up a mil'
I need like five hundred million before I think to chill
[Chorus: MadMarcc]
Could've went broke back there (Yeah)
Lost a couple bros back there (Yeah)
Goddamn, why Lil V ain't here? (Why he left?)
Goddamn, why Lil V ain't here? (Why he left?)
Right or wrong with my n***as, I bet they ride, yeah (Bet they ride, yeah)
Right or wrong, I got that pistol by my side, yeah (By my side, yeah)
Right or wrong, them n***as don't wanna die, yeah (Don't wanna die, yeah)
Right or wrong, we pullin' up on them n***as slangin' iron, yeah

[Post-Chorus: MadMarcc]
Right or wrong with my n***as, I bet they ride, yeah
Right or wrong, I got that pistol by my side, yeah
Right or wrong, them n***as don't wanna die, yeah

[Verse 2: Rylo Rodriguez]
SX Benz with the red velvet insides
Jumped straight in the game, but I remember we was bench ridin'
I see snakes up in the grass, I got the lawn chopped
We got so many guns, I'll probably build a pawn shop
My friend couldn't sleep, I could, I'm used to hearin' gunshots
Spot 'em, then we got 'em, but I'm not from Florida
Hellcat, ain't no Audi, this car supercharged up
Tryna expose you for my bros in jail, ho, let me record you
Dreams turn to nightmares
Designer and some Nike Airs
I seen gangsters get put in wheelchairs
No rollercoaster, we had welfare
It's so much shit I cannot change, [?][2:20]
I took my cast off, couple n***as wish I should've stayed broke
[Chorus: MadMarcc]
Could've went broke back there (Yeah)
Lost a couple bros back there (Yeah)
Goddamn, why Lil V ain't here? (Why he left?)
Goddamn, why Lil V ain't here? (Why he left?)
Right or wrong with my n***as, I bet they ride, yeah (Bet they ride, yeah)
Right or wrong, I got that pistol by my side, yeah (By my side, yeah)
Right or wrong, them n***as don't wanna die, yeah (Don't wanna die, yeah)
Right or wrong, we pullin' up on them n***as slangin' iron, yeah