[Verse 1: RLSG BSmith]
I'm a always keep some money, I'm a winner
I ain't put no gun down, I ain't scrapping with no n***as
Said he [?] he won't get them
I popped too many percs [?] I don't feel ya

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Hey BSmith, I need some percs now
First play was in the endzone, fuck a first down
Started making bands off the rap and put the work down
Dawg sneak dissed me on the track, he in a herse now

[Verse 3: RLSG BSmith]
Every play I make is a touchdown
[?] that bitch bust down
Percy Man, bitch, put a P up on my chest
Might be flying to the money, he just got a new S.S

[Verse 4: RMC Mike]
New 300 blackout, cost a pound of runts
Fed my n***a baby mama a perc, now she tryna fuck
30 stick poking out the Glock, finna line him up
Or take his ass to the Eastside, [?], tie him up

[Verse 5: RLSG BSmith]
She percy dancing through the house [?]
She said she want 3 10's, she pop 30's [?]
My n***a still play with bands, he a swiper [?]
Might do a [?] he done copped him a truck
[Verse 6: RMC Mike]
Bring me a pint of [?] I don't want no [?]
I'm tryna drop a Tesla truck, I don't want no Bentley
[?] T-shirt, I don't want no Fendi
Fell in love with big bro FN, but I want a [?]

[Verse 7: RLSG BSmith]
[?] my hoes, I done hit so many
Fucked my n***a baby mama, she shouldn't have been so pretty
I just got a new Glock, my cousin got a [?]
Tryna tell him it's gon' jam, but he wouldn't listen

[Verse 8: RMC Mike]
If you ain't got a beat from [?] yet, you don't trap enough
Roach in the booth smoking vape, but he'll rap you up
Fuck a mearor, bitch, I use a camera when I'm backing up
Fuck a duse, we gotta pour a 4 when I'm acting up

[Verse 9: RLSG BSmith]
Shoot a n***a right up in his chest, 'cause he acting tough
New FN, got so much power to stop a truck
223's out the AR, [?] back 'em up
Glock 20 [?] lift you up