[Intro: Ryan Gothling & Cold Hart]
GothBoiClique, Thraxx on deck
SODMG, Shoutout Soulja Boy
2015 this our year, we on the come up
Yeah, yeah
I need Gucci, Louis on my whole damn team (Gucci)
Running through LA got this ice on me (Ice on me)
We been killing shit like RIP (RIP)
Thraxxhouse baby SODMG (SOD)

[Chorus: Cold Hart]
I need Gucci, Louis on my whole damn team (Gucci)
Running through LA got this ice on me (Ice on me)
We been killing shit like RIP (RIP)
Thraxxhouse baby SODMG (SOD)
I need Gucci, Louis on my whole damn team (Gucci)
Running through LA got this ice on me (Ice on me)
We been killing shit like RIP (RIP)
Thraxxhouse baby SODMG (SOD)

[Verse 1: Ryan Gothling]
Stacks On Deck (SOD)
Thraxx what I rep (Thraxxhouse)
Yeah, I'm Ryan Gothling
I'm cashing checks (Cashing)
Gucci, Louis, Fendi (Gucci)
I got it all (Got it all)
Hit the mall (Hit the mall)
And I buy it all
Yeah, you in Sears (Ok)
Looking for deals (Broke)
Lil SODMG I designed the deal (Million)
We making moves, what you doin'? (Nothing)
I'm in the club, in the back with 80 racks (Shoutout [?])
I'm a soulja too (Soulja Boy)
And Souljahwitch (Yung Bruh)
Young kawaii punk (Yeah)
We steal yo' bitch (Uh huh)
We going dumb (Stupid)
Riding foreign whips (Mercedes)
Throwing all these damn hunnids at the fuckin' strip (One hundreds)
[Interlude: Ryan Gothling]
Yeah, Ryan Gothling mixtape coming soon Lil SODMG (Yeah, yeah)
Thraxxhouse (Thraxxhouse, water)
We still repping Ocean Gang too, Ocean Gang drown
We some dolphins, we some cute ass dolphins
We splash on yo' bitch ass

[Chorus: Cold Hart]
I need Gucci, Louis on my whole damn team (Gucci)
Running through LA got this ice on me (Ice on me)
We been killing shit like RIP (RIP)
Thraxxhouse baby SODMG (SOD)
I need Gucci, Louis on my whole damn team (All the Gucci)
Running through LA got this ice on me (Boy we icy, c'mon man)
We been killing shit like RIP (I'm killing shit)
Thraxxhouse baby SODMG (SOD)

[Interlude: Cold Hart]
Thraxx on deck, Money Gang, Cold Hart aye
Ryan Gothling, Yung Bruh wassup aye
Shoutout Soulja Boy, Blitz Gang, Ocean Gang

[Verse 2: XEDN]
Uh, yuh, aye
They was always talking 'bout some things they never understand
I be always posted up be tossing like a Pakistan
They don't really have a plan
I be falling, got the Xan
They be calling everyday, them bitches falling, she a fan though
They was talking, never copping, never make dough
They hating on me, play your bitch like it was Play-Doh
I really got my friends but they just gotta let me go
I left a note, fly around the world to Tokyo
I got your ho, she call my phone and then I said no
I fuck that bitch, I fuck her friend, I fuck my goth ho's
I feel like shit, I'm really gone, I'm really just a ghost
They aimbots, all this shit bitch lookin' like toast
They really call me when they need me just the most
They never seen this 'cause they never get the point
I fucking on your bitch and she look like Nurse Joy
They calling anyway bitch I play her like a toy
They playing anything's but they never did a joint
I got [?] this but I say like what you meant?
Full regret [?] play this shit you know
Never make it, never late, full of hatred ho