[Verse 1: BlocBoy JB]
I can't ever let you treat me like a ho n***a
That's a hundred racks up to my head, I ain't no broke n***a
Green light, on go n***a
Shoot you with no mask on
Shooters on the roof, I know they get they Steve Nash on
Bitch Imma smash on
Crash on
Call up bro and pass on
A ho, I cannot spend my last on
N***a Imma blast on
[?] mag on
I heard a n***a rappin [?] on
Your money ain't long, that shit too short
We smoke some n***as on your block, like a [?]
Your bitch ait getting payed, well you need another Resource
Them 223 bullits seperate you like a divorce

[Verse 2: Sada Baby]
I get off that drank, and get to acting different
Pull up shooting at them n***as, specially if they snitching
I ain't talk to nobody, can't leave no wittness
I done left a bunch of bodies, [?]
Hit him up, he need a casket, don't need no stitches
Scuba Steve Master P, I don't see no limits
I might walk a n***a down with a handgun
Used to take thousand dollar hits off my Samsung
I will see a opp [?] up top [?]Lame ass bitch shouldn't have drove up my block
I just bought seven sticks, I'm sick of everybody
And I got a new 45 for the close range
Gotta cop a [?], for the whole day
[?] Scuba OJ
Bussin down brick after brick of that [?]
Hoodrich, Scuba, BlocBoy, ain't for no games
[Verse 3: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I was broke, I ain't going back like Rosa Parks
Whippin in the foreign car, let the top crop
Firing up the dope, I heard a opp got shot
We got all kind of dope, just come and shop at the trap spot
N***as they gon slide, but pull up on you at the hotbox
[?] like Hop Scotch, [?] lunch box
[?] tryna eat [?]
I know she a freak, but I still [?]
[?] I ain't slippin n***a, I'm wearing cleets
Only want the money, cut that bitch off in a heartbeat
Perks and the lean, they say I'm gonna end up like Pimp C
Feel like [?], give [?]