[Verse 1: Neno Brown]
Spot a opp, we gon’ do him in public
I’m a snake, put the belt to my cousin
I know a opp got hit with a dozen
Shot in his face, he was holdin’ his stomach
No I ain’t folk, but I'm ridin’ round with the G'z
No he ain’t gang if he don’t got a B
Bail from the car we don’t shoot from the V
One in a n***a body, call me on TD
Step on the court and I shoot from the baseline
I know a opp that was trollin’ on FaceTime
Go ask that n***a, he got dumped at on FaceTime
Bro on a drill he need a blick he can take mine
I know a jet who got shot out his sneakers
I know a Crip who got shot on the bleachers
I know a Ape, chest shot, he was wheezin’
Boy, I’m a snake, if he [?], we sleezе him

[Verse 2: Envy Caine]
Me and Ahki parked up tryna catch one
I bе scared to talk about the last one
If you smokin’ [?], you gotta match one
Fuck all that pushin’ peace, I’m tryna clap somethin’
When they talkin’, we floxkin’, they floxkin’, we killin’
He died, we winnin’ again
I’ma hop out and really chase him down and kill him
So he could go meet all his friends
They don’t never slide, all them n***as cap
You can’t jump in a car, you can’t hang with my n***as, unless you tryna catch a pack
Every time a Woo drop, that’s a new high
That hot grabba made it gas
If you ain’t smokin’ Tdott mixed with La Milly or that Fatboy that shit is trash
You better not drop a lo’ we on your ass
[Verse 3: Kush Binflockin]
I’m floxkin’ how I talk
Don’t say bro ‘cause you know what it cost
Die Woo, we never showin’ remorse anything related see ‘em I’ma toss
On bro, we tryna up the score
Ain’t even brush my teeth but I’m spinnin’ the Floss
Die 5, why y’all never in that park?
Swish Gang K, y’all ain’t never on court
Free Trav, he was rookie of the year
Free Khay, he was finals MVP
Home game, we shootin’ three for three
When we go away we tryna up and lead
What y’all gon’ do when we get on them ends?
Like, how many opps went out bad with their friends?
[?] had caught him a mid-season injury now they got Rah and DayDay off the bench, bet
Y’all better duck when we flickin’, or y’all ’bout to go like the last one again
You get nailed to the cross for the dissin’, which one of y’all gon’ die for them sins?
Free gang, I be missin’ my friend
Six man, M Shaks, subbin' him in
All-star game when we hop in that V
It’s me and Shaks bendin’ over east
Ain’t no player players like my team
Woo town need a new coach
Gang got rings, yeah, we did the most, when we caught that chip we had to make a toast
How y’all act like I ain’t on that block like Wemby defensive player of the year?
On court like Spaulding, I’ma flare
Two twin knockings on me I’m prepared, stupid