[Verse 1: Slayter]
Pop out the cut like hello
Chopper sing falseto
Kill a n***a, then slide [?]
Sipping drank, n***a, R.I.P. Fredo
[?] bitch with an oxy
Left him dead on the floor [?]
I be smoking the opps like a rasta
Sipping lean that I got from my doctor
All my windows tinted
All my clips extended
It's a dirty game
We gon’ stand on Business
Pull up to his Business
Wasn't on the guest list
Check him off the checklist
Bitch, this chess, not checkers
[?] Texas
We had sex, [?] protected
She giving me neck, I'm missing my exes
Keep it a hundred, I still fuck my exes
She hit my phone, but I ain’t get the message
[?] take an L, 'cause I learned [?]
I made it out the hood, that shit a blessing

[Verse 2: Skilla Baby]
I keep [?] n***as [?] I don't give a fuck
Shoot my draco like a shuvvle, it's gon' lift you up
[?]
Who gon' be around and slide when shit get serious?
I don't really fuck with a lot of n***as, n***as be soft
Bitch, I'm a boss
When I'm pissed off, n***as get offed
N***as get chopped
I don’t be mad at all
A lot of these n***as be lost
I got a bad bitch [?]
I really be in the field, someone throw a bullet at me, [?]
I got a lot of ice, [?] brag about the shit [?]
[?] on n***as, me and Slay
Rikers Island, [?] my blicky is my baby
Sware I got a lot of [?] clean a n***a, leave him hanging
Word to my motherfucking mother, these n***as suck, they some suckers
Could’ve gave his ass a hundred, gave him 30, shouts out to [?]
These n***as ain't fuck with us
These n***as ain’t nothing on paper
I just can't fuck with no hater
I got a bunch of them flavors