[Verse 1: Genie Wit A Strap]
Roll with the vets
Rolling with vests
Know I'm the best
Mess with me put a hole in your chest
The devil coming after me for all of my sins
Getting the cheque then I’m cashing it in
Ride with the six
Riding with blicks
Riding with sticks
No your not trap do not give me the shits
Glock out the window yeah you will get hit
Jump out the car and you will get shived
Making sure that you will not live
Mask on my face Obito
Strap out bodies freeze sub zero
Strap out bodied three Tyler Hero
Mask on my face like where did he go

[Verse 2: King.]
You was my love now you fit these descriptions
A brand new admission
I'm making decisions
I'm doing the dishes
I’m cleaning the kitchen
Feel like I'm Juice how I got all these flaws but you had been sinning
Wait
We eating good in the brand new estate
We counting the blessings I'm counting my faith
Rapping like Tyga bitch want a quick taste
Maybe I'm capping ain't taking the bait
How the old times back
Bitches wanna ask me why I wanna fucking hit it to the old time rap
But it's cold like that
You don't know it like that
Boxing with the beat like its boom bap rap
A tip tip tap
Tit for a tat
Spitting like OJ how I'm running it back
I came on a mission
I came with decisions
I won’t fuck yo bitch
But I will fuck yo missus
Ain’t go no savage got 21 bitches
Dream of a car and the keys in ignition
Surfin the track while we chill in the Nissan
[Verse 3: RANGA]
Mellow
Hello
I play da bass like cello
Grip to the stick like jello
Imma call game like Carmelo
Tatum fade-em ugh
Back on a beat
Back on my feet
Rise to the top and I'm cleaning the sheets
New king now
I’m
Back on a beat and I'm back on my feet like ugh
I pave the game and I'm ripping it up
I wave to tame and I'm sipping the cup
Too many fake friends time for da cut ties
Up high
With my guys
Yeah
Making phat tunes how we do it yuh
This the bit where we gone prove it yuh
This the bit where we gone prove it yuh yuh