[Intro: Jmattson]
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

[Jmattson]
Ay that bitch is older than me, but she callin' me her father
If I pull up on a pussyboy, you know he gettin' slaughtered
Tried to tell these motherfuckas, if they run up they some goners
Ay, ay, ay, ay

Ay shorty said that she don’t give no head, but yet she suckin' dick
Knew it when I met her, she don’t know just who she fuckin' wit'
Fuck that bitch, I got beats to kill and I got blunts to hit
Ay, ay, ay

Sparking it up with the bic
Hellhound Militia don’t fuck with the clique
MVKO and Mattson we slayin' your bitch
Tumaggz and Witchouse invadin' your crib
Lotta you rappers as fake as it get
Talkin' that shit take a blade to your ribs
Talkin' that shit imma razor your wrist
I gotta dip and I’m takin' yo bitch

Want that smokе come and run that fade
Bitch I got that dope smokе a blunt each day
And I lost control now I’m fuckin crazy (Yuh, ay)
Fuck this shit, motherfuck you hoe
Got a blunt that’s lit, and another rolled
Yeah we run this shit they too fuckin slow ayy (What? Bitch)
[MVKO]
HHM we killin' shit
We choppin' heads like guillotines
The sickness takin' over me
Lock me inside of quarintene
Actin' like a friend to my face, but you talkin' shit as soon as I'm gone
Bitch I been about my shit since the moment I was fuckin' born

Hit the blunt, fly away
If you wanna die today, just bang my line we pull on up and bust some shots and drive away
Gonna come out on top
Know it's our time never need no watch
Drinkin' in public, runnin' from the cops
Always down for the ones off tops

We worked for this, we took our time
Anyone can flex online, so boy sit down take my advice
Stay out of our line of sight
I'm lifted like icarus, twisted like licorice
Promise you boy you dont wanna get into this
All of you rappers irrelevant
Stay in your lane
You're paying for plays, hoe