[Intro: King Von]
Boom!
DJ on the beat so it's a banger
Von

[Chorus: King Von]
These n***as be tough as fuck 'till we fuck 'em up
Nah, I ain't got no chill (Nah, nah)
I'ma keep this shit real simple (Real simple), n***a fuck with us and get killed (Rah, rah)
I can guarantee that that raincoat ain't gon' stop yo' ass from gettin' wet up (What? What? Boom)
I got fifty shots in this Beretta (Boom), make it hard to put 'em back together (Boom, boom)
These n***as be tough as fuck 'till we fuck 'em up
Nah, I ain't got no chill (Nah, nah)
I'ma keep this shit real simple (Real simple) n***a fuck with us and get killed (Rah, rah)
I can guarantee that that raincoat ain't gon' stop yo' ass from gettin' wet up (Huh? What? Boom)
I got fifty shots in this Beretta (Boom), make it hard to put 'em back together

[Verse 1: King Von]
Thesе n***as play macho (Uh)
I up this rocket and have n***as dancing like Rocko (What?)
'Causе when I blow (Boom), I'ma wet up his poncho (Boom, boom)
Knock all that cheese out his nacho (Boom, boom)
I ain't with the arguing back and forth shit (Uh-huh)
I been taking lives since you like extortion (Nah)
Like a alcoholic, pop a four-fifth
Punched at his clock, the end of your shift (Boom, boom, boom)
I don't got patience for talking (Uh-huh)
I'ma find where he lay and then stalk him (Oh yeah)
If he don't pay attention, it cost him (Uh-huh)
Acting like he be on that so I off'd him (Boom, boom)
I live with a chip on my shoulder (Boom)
You get on my nerves, you get the whole clip when I roll up (Boom, boom)
Get your ass clapped like Ginobili (Nah)
Since he thinking he tough, well, lil' n***a I'm 'bout to show you (Boom)
[Chorus: King Von]
These n***as be tough as fuck 'till we fuck 'em up
Nah, I ain't got no chill (Nah, nah)
I'ma keep this shit real simple (Real simple), n***a fuck with us and get killed (Rah, rah)
I can guarantee that that raincoat ain't gon' stop yo' ass from gettin' wet up (What? What? Boom)
I got fifty shots in this Beretta (Boom), make it hard to put 'em back together (Boom, boom)
These n***as be tough as fuck 'till we fuck 'em up
Nah, I ain't got no chill (Nah, nah)
I'ma keep this shit real simple (Real simple) n***a fuck with us and get killed (Rah, rah)
I can guarantee that that raincoat ain't gon' stop yo' ass from gettin' wet up (Huh? What? Boom)
I got fifty shots in this Beretta (Boom), make it hard to put 'em back together

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Who said that? That Glock .45 got 'em bed rested
I ain't ever spend a bag on 'nare rat
And we a lurk around the crib where he stayin' at
One song from the opp, we ain't playing that
And he get picked off
He a hoe, he a bitch, he ain't shit, he ain't a big dawg
And he posting them guns that he don't be using, and that lil' shit get me pissed off
I be chilling with the robbers
Your n***as my n***as, my problems your problems
I be riding with the chopper
We spot 'em, we got 'em, we ain't hitting no toddlers (Fuck the club up)
Throwing champagne, better watch where you aimin'
I don't give a fuck 'cause you know we famous
And we dangerous, and we dangerous
[Open Verse]