[Intro]
(Ayy, Southside on the track, yeah!)
Grrah, grrah!
YV Savage in this bitch, you know what the fuck goin’ on
Bow! Bow!
Boom!

[Chorus]
Yeah, n***as don’t give a fuck who you is (Nah)
They still gon' smoke yo ass—leave yo body where it is (Boom! Boom!)
Bitch blowin' up my line, told that ho to dip (Skrrt!)
Ice round my neck, big Glock on my hip (Bling! Bow!)
Two sticks on me—bitch, I’m fully equipped (Grrah!)
We spinning and spinning, that whip finna flip (Skrrt! Grrah!)
Caught that boy lackin', he cried like a bitch (Pussy!)
Slid on his block, left his brains in the ditch (Boom! Boom! Boom!)

[Verse 1]
Fuck all that talkin’, we slide when it's dark (Skrrt!)
Draco got titties, I air out the park (Grrah!)
N***a got hit and got left in the yard (Boom!)
Now his momma cryin', that shit leave a scar (Ha-ha!)
You tryna tweet, I’m tryna creep (What?)
I catch a opp, he goin’ to sleep (Sleep!)
Ain’t no peace, it’s war in these streets (Bow!)
We shoot up his hood, then double back deep (Boom! Boom!)
Pop me a Xanny, I'm off of that shit (Zooted!)
Got demons inside, I been losin’ my grip (Facts!)
Don’t trust no bitch, they lie and they flip (Hell nah)
I fuck then I dip, I’m back with my stick (Skrrt!)
[Chorus]
Yeah, n***as don’t give a fuck who you is (Nah)
They still gon' smoke yo ass—leave yo body where it is (Boom! Boom!)
Bitch blowin' up my line, told that ho to dip (Skrrt!)
Ice round my neck, big Glock on my hip (Bling! Bow!)
Two sticks on me—bitch, I’m fully equipped (Grrah!)
We spinning and spinning, that whip finna flip (Skrrt! Grrah!)
Caught that boy lackin', he cried like a bitch (Pussy!)
Slid on his block, left his brains in the ditch (Boom! Boom! Boom!)

[Verse 2]
Run up a bag, then I go ghost (Gone!)
Still in the trap with a stick in my coat (Facts!)
N***as be talkin’ but really be broke (Lame!)
We light up his block like Fourth of July smoke (Grrah!)
These bitches be messy, they act like they tough (Tough?)
Call up the gang, we gon’ call out that bluff (Boom!)
He said he outside, we pull up in trucks (Slide!)
AR in the back, and that switch finna bust (Grrah-grrah!)
This ain’t no game, this real-ass pain
I seen too much to be playin’ with lames
R.I.P. bro, I’m still sayin’ your name
But these n***as gon’ die if they speak on your chain (Bow!)

[Chorus – Final]
Yeah, n***as don’t give a fuck who you is (Nah)
They still gon' smoke yo ass—leave yo body where it is (Boom! Boom!)
Bitch blowin' up my line, told that ho to dip (Skrrt!)
Ice round my neck, big Glock on my hip (Bling! Bow!)
Two sticks on me—bitch, I’m fully equipped (Grrah!)
We spinning and spinning, that whip finna flip (Skrrt! Grrah!)
Caught that boy lackin', he cried like a bitch (Pussy!)
Slid on his block, left his brains in the ditch (Boom! Boom! Boom!)
[Outro]
Grrah!
YV Savage, bitch
Free all the real ones
Fuck the opps, fuck 12
808 Mafia
We gone... Bow!