[Verse 1]
And we still gon kill him
Word to my mother, we don't feel no feelings
I love this life, can't chill my livin'
Got a problem with a n***a, get a car, go drill him, look
Huh, yeah, and we got agreements
We uppin' the score, but we still not even
Dealin' with opps in the gym at the beacon
I tell my gunman that I need a mop
I can't wait till they free the opp
N***a, I take a molly, go beef with blocks
N***a, soon as the touch me gon' meet the grrah, grrah, boom, huh
I feel like the king of this drill shit, grrah-grrah, boom
Yeah, I feel like the king of this drill shit, look, huh
Don't play with mines, front of the club, we don't wait in lines
If he get backdoored, he gon' say we slimed
Hеard he droppin' the Woo, we don't pay him mind, look
Huh, hе want a name, for real, huh
I tell him glide, n***as gon' slide, he get a name, for real, look
I did a song, that shit was drill, I got a major deal, huh
N***as my sons, he think he tough, that's how I made him feel, yeah
Look, huh, and we go crazy still, huh, yeah, and we go crazy still

[Interlude: Fivio Foreign & Charlie Sloth]
Yeah, Fivio in the building
There we go (Ight lets get it my guy)
There we go (you in it now we warmed up)
You needed some of that
(I needed some of that, I was falling asleep today)
Yeah, what everybody else- look
Yeah, drink some more take some more shots
Yeah, I like hearing your voice
Uh, let's do it (let's get it Fivio let's go)
Woo, I just like this song, like I just like they be singin' on this song
Yeah, uh, yeah, look
[Verse 2]
Ain't no more peace talks, if I'm feelin' froggy, I leap off
I catch a body in the Bronx, then go to Brooklyn do a peace walk
Imagine I'm talkin' like we soft, imagine me givin' em free sauce
Imagine my shooter told me he caught one, I said, "N***a, you need more"
Caught a opp in the spot tryna sneak off, so I sent a lil' thot tryna speak off
She wanna argue and speak off, I sent lil' bitches the cheat call
I give 'em pressure, I dare a n***a try to test us
He wanna fight, that n***a extra, I got a gun, I am not a wrestler
Yeah, me and Kay Flock connected
Opps wanna diss, they tryna record, bullets is goin' through his session
And I'm holdin' down the killers, I'm holdin' down the killers
Don't act like your bodies is bigger, don't make me go hurt me a n***a, look, huh
Please don't act like your bodies is a bigger, don't make me go hurt me a n***a