[Intro: 3zzy]
I'ma thug how I thug, ain't no fucks given (Too Raw)
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: 3zzy]
I'ma thug how I thug, ain't no fucks given
Partner for my kidney donor, all these prescriptions
Let two n***as mug me, I bet one missin'
Play me left, short bus, cuh a dumb n***a
Nick Cannon step-cousin, we got drums with us
HB lock him in with the outfielders
Before they dick-ride on gang, they'll doubt n***as
Stay away from weird hoes and these loud n***as
Real zaz in the 'bow, cro, my pounds different
But let's get back to the rappin' and the flu flam
Caught his bitch, she got hit with the grand slam
I'm 3zzy motherfuckin' Bron James with the gameplan
I can shoot the Glock two ways, ain't gotta change hands
Chinese bitch suckin' and fuckin' on a headstand
Learned the method, got a n***a feelin' like I'm Redman
Learned the method, got a n***a feelin' like I'm Redman

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
This lil' boy tried me in '08, now he a dead man
AR came with two clips and a leg stand
PLR so loud, that bitch came with a headset
Versace everything, five racks for my bedset
Cuz ain't got no real blues, he a fake Crip
Got a real drank plug, every morning, we bust an eight script
A little bit of cocaine, baking soda, and some cake mix
Honestly, before I made rap, I sold fake bricks
Lou whipped out a ninety script, I'ma take six
I break shit, shot him in his chin, gave him a facelift
Bitch, I'm good in LA, they treat me like family
Fully-auto stick, fifty-second clip, I treat it like the Grammys
Oh, we was talkin' 'bout Percocets? I eat them like ham
Hutch jewelry fucked my wrist up, I need another hand
I can slide in a Dodge Caravan or bust 'em out the Ram
Made a lot of money off the dog, but the shit never touched my hand
[Verse 3: 3zzy]
Up a lil', on gangsters, I seen the change in n***as
Before you make it, they treat you like you a famous n***a
If EDD your biggest bag, then you a basic n***a
Brand new chop and I'm tryna hit a n***a facial with it
Coroners identified the murder like it's hatred in it
But we from Cali, they swear like it was some Haitian n***as
I seen the dopest n***as fall behind you basic bitches
Three bodies on one nick', the opps really hate the nickel
And you could die, they wouldn't glorify your ranking, n***a
Gotta have patience, it's all about how you gon' pace it, n***a
Lookin' at my son, I promise daddy gon' make it, n***a
I'm dummy-dodgin', opp lurkin' for all you hatin' n***as, huh?

[Verse 4: Rio Da Yung OG]
Don't come around me icy, I'll take it, n***a
Drop eighty shots at one time, I might break the pistol
Okay, the whole hood know we rich, but that ain't the issue
Went to buy a zip, bro gave me a brick like, "Here, take it with you"
I wonder if I ice my girl out, would that make you listen?
They think this shit happened overnight, but it ain't that simple
I ain't wearin' MCM no more 'cause it ain't expensive
Hit him in his head with the Glock, he got eighteen stitches
I got some killers in the Bronx, don't get buck-fifty
Would you believe me if I told you yesterday I made one-sixty?
I don't even wanna do a feature if you ain't got a gun with you
Six guns in that video I did with Big Key, but wasn't one in it