[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
Pull up in an airplane, then fly off
Cuss a bitch out [?] knock the [?]
VVS's over here, if it ain't water, n***a dive offf
We the last realest n***as left, shit done died off
Got a spot inside the attic, where I hide soft
Shit guaranteed to come out, [?] can't hide [?]
N***as [?] brick [?]
[?] getting five off
[?] slide off

[Verse 2: YN Jay]
If I slide down a n***a block, I'm hittin' every house
Throwing bullets, you go one handed like Randy Moss
My young dog trappin' hard as hell at his granny house
N***a talking 'bout he got a crib, that's your granny house
You ain't got no bed, you be sleeping in your granny couch
Bro just pulled up with a pint of wok, it just made me shout
Bitch ain't sucking dick right, she just made me pout

[Verse 3: Rio Da Yung OG]
I thought the n***a was a plug, he pulled [?] out
Hitting the bitch in the living room, I'm 'bout to break the couch
Home invasion, knock your noodles out, I don't break in houses
I'm off Perc', so right before I nut, is gon' take a hour
Half a gallon of milk, too much lean for a baby bottle
All this ice on, you could skate around me
I ain't tryna sell a gram, too much weight around me
I got killers in the game, they don't play about me
[Verse 4: Louie Ray]
N***a, go and get some money, don't wait around
Got an explanation for them n***as who ain't around
I got an explanation for this paper [?] around
Bitch better be rich, if she think she can lay around
What the fuck did I invested to 'cause I'm having paper drama
Okay, i checked [?] from Distro', be like eighty thousand

[Verse 5: Rio Da Yung OG]
I got some killers in the joint, disrespect, they'll shank about me
Me, Mike, Louie and Jay got more money than a bank probably
She don't let me fuck, she on her period or it stank probably
Three pints of Wockhardt, cost eight Cartis
[?] n***a i came perform and I hate parties
Everybody got a notebook on them, this a [?] party
[?] gift cards, now I hate [?]
Spent a quarter million on a car, and I can't park it
I got a bad white bitch fake as hell, but she ain't a Barbie
Think you can take my gun from me? Bro, I ain't [?]

[Verse 6: YN Jay]
I just pulled up in a dookie stane, but I ain't farted
Opps tellin' me to calm down, bro, I ain't started
Hop out in the middle of the street, no, I ain't parking
If you call my phone, I ain't answer 'cause I ain't talking
Bro didn't want to do a feature and i came charging'
You got popped up in the field, you a fake sergeant
Put a red beam on your head, but this ain't Target