[Intro]
(Ayo Babs, fuck them bitches up)
(1Hundro did it again)

[Verse 1: Jae100]
Every n***a that you see me with, they gon' blow
Faceshot on that side, he a ghost now
He was just here, now he not, where he go
Broad day, n***a died, he got hit all in his throat
You ain't gettin' back, n***as know that ain't nothin'
Glizzy automatic, in the back, it got a button
You know there ain't no runnin' from this shit, there ain't no runnin'
Oh, you runnin' from this shit, comin' out to his stomach
You ain't up the score on us, shit why you fraudin'?
You know you just a rat, you ain't never hop out cuttin'
Bro ain't shootin' threes, it get close, and he dunkin'
Oh, they both died on the drill, that's a double (that's a double)

[Verse 2: Mere Pablo]
Yeah, we get that lo, and then we drop it off
Influence on top of bottles, then we knock it off
You ain't get back for ya guys, n***a knock it off
Ya brother died, that's his fault, he shouldn't've got involved
I'm with a bunch of real steppas, and some head busters
He was talkin' real hot til that lead touched 'em
He ain't get to duck, he ain't see that flame comin'
Brodie wake up every day tryna bang somethin'
It's a lot of dead opps, and some more strands
Come thru, blow ya block up like it's propane
That Glizzy sound like Rihanna when that switch sing
Them boys still ain't get back for that one thing
[Verse 3: MoneymakinTO]
I just sold five P's, four placks, and one Za
They tried to frame me for a shootin', I shot a n***a mom
I just made 10 grand in five minutes off Za
How you say you gettin' money, you ain't never have a dime
You was up n***a, how you fuck ya racks up
Amiri Denim with the Glizzy, make 'em back up
I found a n***a man, you know we always fuck his pack up
Snipe got hit up with that 10, now he ain't get back up

[Verse 4: Ybcdul]
It's Mr Disrespectful
And I don't give a fuck who you is, n***a I will disrespect you
It's Mr Disrespectful
Uh, uh, uh, uh
We done really walked down, we done cooked n***as blocks
I told them n***as see the wheel, I don't know why them n***as stop
Whiteboy sold 20 pounds, and when to cash out on a watch
1400 on Dicky, he tryna click up with the Mont
I just sold fifteen pounds on one plate
I got a dime on me right now, I made that shit today
Bro don't want no handgun, he tryna slide with the Drac
He be thinkin' with his dick, we send the bitch in the Bape
They hit QRizzy, took his face off
They caught Lil Reek playin' ball, now he can't play ball
I would've shot first if I was him, why he take off?
I would've shot first, n***a I ain't take off (I ain't take off or Quavo)