[Intro: Envy Caine]
We was playin’ laser tag I still couldn’t catch him
You don’t gotta ask you know I got the weapon
Jump out the car floxkin’ we be reckless
Everybody got it, I’m surround by steppers

[Chorus: Envy Caine]
Fuck the police and the task force
I got the blixk ima clap boy
You keep on playin’ games with a Ninedee n***a you gonna get what you ask for
When it’s personal I take the mask off
Only real bosses who get the last call
I realized these n***as mad soft when I lost the keys to the backdoor

[Verse 1: Mori Briscoe]
I’ma be at that backdoor waitin’, fiendin’ to catch a n***a while he slippin’
Ain’t no [?] I’m too anxious, I peep a funny movement ima blixk him
And I know that feeling when I got one, Coka pass the ratchet ima drop one
Fuck around and you gon’ catch a hot one, talkin’ grimy n***as I’m a top one
Only hangin’ with killers, steppers, uh
Certified shooters, Ahki gon’ boom him
He think we slippin’, test us
Clear out the room, make them n***as move
And he droppin’ rakes, stretch him
Know DayCap swervin’, driftin’
For a fact know bro gon’ lift him
Shots start pourin’, drench him
[Chorus]
Fuck the police and the task force
I got the blixk ima clap boy
You keep on playin’ games with a Nindee n***a you gonna get what you ask for
When it’s personal I take the mask off
Only real bosses who get the last call
I realized these n***as mad soft when I lost the keys to the backdoor

[Verse 2: Osama90]
Don’t need me a perky to make me a demon
Pull up on opps then, n***a, I’m squeezin’
I’m too aggressive to be up on defence
N***as is snakes better watch who you piecin’
I’m always on timin’ I don’t need a reason
Don’t get put in a box and not in a beacon
I do what I want, I don’t care if we speakin’
The n***as I’m with the same n***as who tweakin’
I been in the field ain’t nobody hurt me
It’s glued to my hip so how could I worry?
Young Osama, I stay with a .30
Bullets make him drop to the floor like a burpee
I don’t need a army, I spin on my doley
Slide through your block and hop out the stolley
Y’all been knew better not to approach me
Spin through the Bronx, he get shot if he OGz
[?] what is they mad for?
I’m stayin’ the wave so I get in my bag more
Watch what you say, you gon’ get what you ask for
N***as really dont wanna go through the backdoor
You take a shot you get clapped off the backboard
I’m a chuck with the Glock cuz I don’t like to pass off
Spot a target then blast off
.410, bitch, we ain’t droppin’ no shells
Jack OMB ima boom him like Mellz
La Milly pack strong, gettin’ high from the smell
Rollin’ up KG to match with the [?]
You lookin’ for breesh then send me the wells
Free all my demons that stuck in that cell
N***as be hatin’ they want me to fail
I cannot lose, I gotta prevail
[Verse 3: Neno B]
Hop out the whip, he tried to run and he tripped
Chop got a beam and it came with a switch
N***a run up get shot in your shit
Sumo fat ass got left in the whip
Y’all pussy ass n***as ain’t get back since
If I feel lazy ima flock out the whip
N***a, I’m buggin’, smokin’ on Kooda B cousin
N***a, I’ll kill it for nothin’
[?], hit him broad day with a Mac
Last one got hit in his back
Spin through the east like “Coke where they at?”
Spin through the east like “Coke where they at?”
No I’m not a rapper, I’ll pull up to your concert
Smokin’ on KJ, pullin’ like blockwork
Before I throw thirty I hit him in his top first
Spin through the Bamaz to see if the chop work

[Chorus]
Fuck the police and the task force
I got the blixk ima clap boy
You keep on playin’ games with a Nindee n***a you gonna get what you ask for
When it’s personal I take the mask off
Only real bosses who get the last call
I realized these n***as mad soft when I lost the keys to the backdoor
Fuck the police and the task force
I got the blixk ima clap boy
You keep on playin’ games with a Ninedee n***a you gonna get what you ask for
When it’s personal I take the mask off
Only real bosses who get the last call
I realized these n***as mad soft when I lost the keys to the backdoor
[Outro]
Fuck the police and the task force
I got the blixk ima clap boy
You keep on playin’ games with a Ninedee n***a you gonna get what you ask for
When it’s personal I take the mask off
Only real bosses who get the last call
I realized these n***as mad soft when I lost the keys to the backdoor