[Intro: Hellboy Rodd]
Yop
Duh
What up, Rio?
(BangThatShit)

[Verse 1: Hellboy Rodd]
Fuck with me and Rio, you see G-O-D (God)
I be in that 'Cat sellin’ D-O-G (Dog)
My boy got that good— for your favorite tutor (Yop)
I'm a demon, I'll shoot a n***a favorite shooter (Duh)
I can’t even find dog, I'ma get his daughter (Yop)
We ain't gotta pop him, tell Rio give him water (At all)
Pop up on the scene playin' Veeze, "Law N Order"
Walk him down then rob him, do it in that order (Walk him)
I came out with a fifty, went in with a quarter (Duh)

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
I came out the set drippin', I got dipped in water
My Glock ran out of bullets, hit him with the Sauer
Caught a fed case, hit the stash, fifty on a lawyer
Lookin' like I signed a record deal, this just unemploymеnt
This n***a bought a thirty-six, man, this n***a sick
Only thirty-six I know is when I get a brick
Tracer rounds in this nеw four-fifth make your engine quit
Don't compare me to these other rappers, I talk ignorant
[Verse 3: Hellboy Rodd]
Just hit the n***a lil' bitch (Thot), she put the play down
Altercation out of town, I’m on the Greyhound (For real)
He ain’t even had no option, he had to stay down (Yop)
FN got some big bullets, they look like K rounds (Duh)
Bitch, you know I'm sellin’ dog, I got that Greyhound
Can't too many fuck with us, I made three-hundred-plus (At all)
Mooch said he got that same shit the color as my buffs
Shot sleep in the opps' hood, and still can't be touched
I just had to pop my dog mans ’cause he ain't with us (Gang)
Loyalty is loyalty, you ain't even got none (At all)
N***a talkin' 'bout these bodies, you ain't even dropped none (At all)
Rio pulled up with Wocky, so we had to drop some (Duh)

[Verse 4: Rio Da Yung OG]
Hellboy pulled up with a Glock, he tryna drop somethin'
Ayy, Chuck, bring the chop out, I heard the opps comin'
N***a whipped this Glock out, but I'm not runnin'
I could spent my whole pocket right now, I got a lot of money
We ain't gotta pay that high for drank, I got a doc' comin'
How the fuck you beat that case? Where your paperwork?
Ran up two fifty in thirty days, I had eighty first
If you give me less than five for a feature, you gettin' a lazy verse
My n***a Hell gave me what I want, I gave him a Slim Shady verse
Twelve racks for the Cuban, you n***as act stupid
Bitch, I ain't lookin' for no love, I'll whack Cupid
Sunday, it was Red, money was Wock', I had Act' Tuesday
Dope fiend baby, shit, my mama was a crack user
[Verse 5: Hellboy Rodd]
I got hard like I'm 'Pac, guess I got the juice
My mans said he want 'em gone, told him give me a deuce
Bitch, I'm real ugly, spent two million with this missing tooth
Ayy, I got birds in the— that's a chicken coupe

[Verse 6: Rio Da Yung OG]
Ayy, Hell, you got your strap? I got a pistol too
But I'll set this FN down and get physical
Who got some clean work? I need a brick or two
Green tips in this .223, they'll stick to you

[Outro: Rio Da Yung OG]
Yeah, n***a, Ghetto Boyz shit
You know what the fuck goin' on
Free the whole ghetto
What up, Hell?