[Intro: E.S.G.]
[?] let us loose again
Uh
You can't fuck with us
Uh uh
You can't fuck with us
Na
You can't fuck with us

[Chorus: E.S.G.]
Oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us
N***a, oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us
You better bow down
Clown
You can't fuck with us
N***a, bow down
Clown
You can't fuck with us
N***a, oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us
N***a, oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us
[Verse 1: E.S.G.]
I make them bounce, rock, roll and skate
Heard them boys tryna hate on they fake mixtapes
I'm the boss, see my chain glo
Tryna make these boys keep my name out they mouths
The south is my house, and I pay the bills
Can't fuck with E.S.G., can't fuck with [?]
Can't fuck with my [?], can't fuck with my grill
Can't fuck with my clique, 'cause n***a, we'll kill
Can't fuck with our houses, can't fuck with our cars
[?] the truth, y'all ain't ready for no war
Don't ask me 'bout the label, I ain't with them no more
But ask me 'bout the cheese, if you can't get it no morе
Can't hit it no more, so now you all mad
But tell your baby mama that she givе head bad
Me and Slim [?] gone on that dro and the Hen
Next week drop the album, back up in the top 10
Screaming

[Chorus: E.S.G.]
Oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us
N***a, oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us
You better bow down
Clown
You can't fuck with us
N***a, bow down
Clown
You can't fuck with us
N***a, oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us
N***a, oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us
[Verse 2: Slim Thug]
Any means necessary, it's about to get scary
The boss got [?] tell him come in the [?]
Got Plex, I bet you won't let it be known
I'll be glad to show you punks what level you're on
Bow down when the 66 Thug come round
Or I'll make it [?] can't show your face in town
It's the big balling [?] I took that
Don't get stomped down, n***a, stay where you're at
It's Slim T. and E., you can't fuck with us
You musta smoked a [?] on that dust
'Cause you trippin, [?]
Boys better get to tippin, before they catch an ass kickin
[?] clippin, don't come around my way
You and your [?] better stay where you stay
They don't want it, I had to demolish all my opponents
They want the boss crown, but Slim Thug still own it
For real


[Chorus: E.S.G.]
Oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us
N***a, oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us
You better bow down
Clown
You can't fuck with us
N***a, bow down
Clown
You can't fuck with us
N***a, oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us
N***a, oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us
[Verse 3: E.S.G.]
Back on the street, I'm looking for the beef
Don't make me split your head to the damn white meat
Don't make me get mad, don't make me get [?]
Don't make me act bad, put you in the body bag
Top of the class, [?]
Means I'm number 1, but boys still plotting
Valedictorian, Screw historian
Say you're new Screw, [?]
N***as all [?] y'all telling fibs
Don't make me crack your ribs, get it how you live
Ice in my grill, see how it's glairing
Heard you scared of beef, what are you, a vegetarian?
This is for my thugs, soldiers that's fighting
Ones that won't quit, like that bitch Mike Tyson
Like Robert [?], take the big shot
Don't watch my highlights, late night with Stuert Scott
Got me screaming

[Chorus: E.S.G.]
Oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us
N***a, oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us
You better bow down
Clown
You can't fuck with us
N***a, bow down
Clown
You can't fuck with us
N***a, oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us
N***a, oh na
Hell na
You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us