[Intro]
Ayy, Milan, that's another one, on God

[Verse 1: Famous Dex]
I'm outta there
Hey Splurge what the f..?
Get the fuck outta there bro, get outta there
Ah shit get in there
Meow, ha, what
I smoke a opp and I’m outta there
I see the cops and I’m outta there
I got your bitch yeah I’m outta there
Suck on my dick and I’m outta there

[Verse 2: SSG Splurge]
Catch you down bad boy you outta there
We gone find where you trap, been out in there
We done lift that bitch up like Aladdin-er
We pull up and shoot like a cavalier
He caught with that stick, bond outta there
My bro caught a body, he sat in there
I ain’t coming from Earth, I’m from Saturn-er
We just turn your house to a massacre

[Verse 3: Famous Dex]
Imma just shoot at your manager
That’s your lil bitch she get outta there
She gave me head in the Benz, she outta there
Remember me boy you dead get outta there
I got a bitch named Sarah, she got an ass I do it wherever
I swear the girl get outta there
She seeing the guns get outta there
She call her mom don’t tell her there
My charcoal like bums get outta there
You better not run get outta there
Hanging with me got guns everywhere
[Verse 4: SSG Splurge]
How we handle snitches, they having stitches
Call double-S G, they handle business
I put dick in her mouth, she ain’t have a dentist
We gon clear this out we don’t leave a witness
Got a bitch with a bitch got a bitch that’s a plenty bitches
We go 'two-two' and left his ass with the fishes
I’m on Percocet too know I’m hella itchin
We gon come through with bricks from below the kitchen
You know I’m built like a wrestler
Slime in that bitch, Brock Lesnar

[Verse 5: Famous Dex]
I got a bitch named Ester, she wanna suck on Dexter
And I got better I’m faster, shoot at that n***a like bastard
You look like the bastard I get the money catch up Casper
I keep a Glock on me I’m never lacking, huh, when I walk in these streets
Pop a lil pill, oo what’s the deal
Bitch I ain’t drinking on Hennessy
I drink lean I’m popping the seal
All these bitches they into me
Look at my grill, you know this shit real
You run up on me, you my enemy
Don’t got no friends they my enemy
I got some money it’s into me huh
You not akin to me
Draco light his ass up like a Christmas tree
Yeah, you don't know how to do shit like that huh?
Yeah we ain't done with shit
[Verse 6: SSG Splurge]
Take him, put a n***a in a chicken coup
Like smoke put a hen in the chicken coup
And the O's
Got a Draco with a hundred it gon knock out the close
He been missing for twenty-four days on the post
With an anthem bitch frying shit up like you a poser
Draco with two spliffs frying shit up like a toaster
When she come to the crib make her park it like Rosa
And in Bel-Air I'm Rosa Parks high off the dosia