[Intro]
You're it, quitsies
Anti-quitsies, you’re it, quitsies, no anti-quitsies, no startsies (Bitch)
You can't do that
Can too
Cannot, stamped it
Can too, double stamped it, no erasies

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Damn, I'm ’bout to fall
My bars like a car with bad brakes, they don't stop at all
Dog dropped the top on his whip, I knocked his top off
Brand new .308, the bullets lookin' like some hot dogs

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
N***a pulled a gun out on me, that wasn't smart at all
Kn-Knocked his ass out before he got to let a shot off
Caught another blow to the nose, now he got lockjaw
A five in one pop and this bitch lookin' like hot sauce

[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
I-I just left the stu' and bought a four from my auntie Lisa
Poked him twice and left him on the bed, it was Tempur-Pedic
Shit real, promoters tryna book us for a show in Cleveland
Pussy had a lil' stench on it, but the head strategic
[Verse 4: Rio Da Yung OG]
I just drunk a whole pint, now I got amnesia
I can't remember that bitch name, but the pussy decent
Me and Mike both fucked that ho, you a pussy eater
Know she suck dick, she got big lips and crooked teefus

[Verse 5: RMC Mike]
Me and Rio made a new wave, but they ain’t keepin’ up
Bang Dumb and Dumb3r out your shit and fuck the speakers up
Plug pulled up on me yesterday, threw a key in the truck
Bro, I think this crazy bitch outside, she keyin' your truck
Don’t lie to me, baby, just be upfront
Unc' slid down in somethin' with the big B in the front
Passed up all you rap n***as, now we in the front
Got his ho on tip, suckin' dick, pourin’ lean in cups

[Verse 6: Rio Da Yung OG]
Drop a n***a like I just made him pee in a cup
Cookie strong as fuck, I just put Hercules in a blunt
Smoke seven grams of Berner Cookie, now I'm seekin' Runtz
Pop a n***a on a Friday night and fuck his weekend up
Like you ain't know
Me and Mike be on some stupid shit
Mu-Muzzle on the chop, that bitch sound like it's pootin' and shittin'
Pull up to the courthouse with a Glock, they losin' the witness (Wake up)
Hit him two times in his head, he pooed in his britches
[Verse 7: RMC Mike]
Oh, y'all thought it's over?
Pop a n***a, stuff him in a box, now he claustrophobic
Young dog don't sip lean no more, but he often rollin'
Caught an opp slippin' at the light and he lost composure
Now we in a different bag
Got some head and scratched off on her and gave her whiplash
Rio poured up a cream soda until it looked black
Young n***a fuckin' on my old teacher from gym class

[Verse 8: Rio Da Yung OG]
I just scored a glass pint of red, you drinkin' SlimFast
Fuck her good since me and bro been in a gym bag
Really plugged in, fuck a pint, I got a script pad
My coke plug stay in Texas, met him at Six Flags
I got that shit on me
N***a think we finna throw the hands, I whipped out stick on him
Shot him more than twenty-some times and dropped the clip on him
Fo-Four eights of red, that's two pints, I got a fifth on me