[Hook: Pressa]

Yeah

They know that I talk shit but I can back it up
They know that'll spill she ain’t talkin double cup
My little n***a 15 and all he see is blood
And all he see is blood

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy and Pressa]

[Shy Glizzy]
You got a body, oh wow
Murder for hire, pow pow
Big dog I'm no little Bow Wow
I'm here to take you out for some thou ous

[Pressa]
Take him down, we need that (need it)
Murder caught on camera we gon’ watch a recap
You lose and you gone bitch there ain't no rematch
You see the packs flying through so shoutout the mailman

[Shy Glizzy]
But though the mail we send him straight to hell
Hit you with that one hand I feel like Odell
They try to give me the death penalty i'm not gon' tell (No No)
I'm returning all my enemies that's fucking real
[Pressa]
They don't like me but they gon' have to fuck with it
We put that fire on a n***a like a arsonist
I keep my circle select and always one in the head
You see my lawyer Anthony I highly recommend death

[Shy Glizzy]
What’s up hoes, don’t make me put this pump to your fucking dome
Make ya home, and I got my Michael Myers jumper on
She say come on, told her ok baby I won't take too long
Uh oh, this bitch damn went crazy won’t leave me alone

[Pressa]
Aye Glizzy Boy why these n***as cappin they ain't really slime
Wass ties my n***a a shooter call him 35
Caught a rack, tryna' sell it faster than a apple pie
Gangland, remember dat I tell you Wassas never die

[Shy Glizzy]
Dollar signs (Ching ching), All the time (All the time)
And all the dimes, they fall in line
Won't never do no snitchin’ Nuh uh no sir (Uh uh)
These n***as they be bitches I'm talkin muy [?]
(Young Jefe Holmes)

[Outro: Pressa]
They know that I talk shit but I can back it up
They know that spill she ain't talkin double cup
My little n***a 15 and all he see is blood
And all he see is blood