[Chorus: xPainWarriorx]
N***a you better duck when the TEC spray
Go to heaven, but first, write your name, and your death date
Me and M4XX, we in this bitch, as usual
I might be disrespectful, and rock a tracksuit to your funeral
You can't find him?
I wonder why, 'cause we hit him up close range
N***a, don't even duck, just accept defeat, and let the .4 spray
You telling me shit nobody asked, just don't move, and take the Drac'
N***as sneak-dissing on the 'net, just come and say it to my face

[Verse 1: xPainWarriorx]
N***as put on that fake-ass face and think they'rе cool, but they're just fake
Don't need no furthеr questions asked, n***a, just say okay
We pulling up with a drum, but we bouncing like 808's
He throwing signs, we told him to stop, 'cause he bang red
Shoutout to Fivie, R.I.P Pop, I rockin' blue until I'm dead
He scared of us, 'cause we real motherfucking G's, like Eazy-E
Skrrt off the block, like NLE, your mom's next words gon' be R.I.P

[Chorus: xPainWarriorx & Trap Nav]
N***a you better duck when the TEC spray
Go to heaven, but first, write your name, and your death date
Me and M4XX, we in this bitch, as usual
I might be disrespectful, and rock a tracksuit to your funeral
You can't find him?
I wonder why, 'cause we hit him up close range
N***a, don't even duck, just accept defeat, and let the .4 spray
You telling me shit nobody asked, just don't move, and take the Drac'
N***as sneak-dissing on the 'net, just come and say it to my face, (Yeah, Grrt)
[Verse 2: Trap Nav & xPainWarriorx]
Twirl, I could feel it when somebody gon' die
"Nav, why I see your eye twitching?"
"'Cause they can't relate and my mind is different"
They say I'm aggressive, that's my time tickin'
Who else gettin' on this hit list
I got bark
But you said, "it ain't vicious"
Don't fuck with me or you'll catch this Smithen
Grab your bitch and I'm skeetin'
Skrtin' in a Wraith with my boy Xain
N***a we driftin'
Don't get shot in the face
Well I can't leave a witness
I'ma start droppin' the rakes
.38, blast 'em
Call up my lil' n***a, we spin in suburban
Lurkin', we grabbin' em
Don’t panic lil' n***a, don’t make a sound
We got choppas, and knockers, don’t fuck around
Innocent, witnesses, gettin' clowned
Can’t tell what you saw, 'cause you in the clouds
I be smoking on n***as, my hitters clap
Manny a demon, when he attack
So I fuck with my n***as who really Hat
Gang
[Chorus: xPainWarriorx]
N***a you better duck when the TEC spray
Go to heaven, but first, write your name, and your death date
Me and M4XX, we in this bitch, as usual
I might be disrespectful, and rock a tracksuit to your funeral
You can't find him?
I wonder why, 'cause we hit him up close range
N***a, don't even duck, just accept defeat, and let the .4 spray
You telling me shit nobody asked, just don't move, and take the Drac'
N***as sneak-dissing on the 'net, just come and say it to my face