[Intro: Babyfxce E]
(Damn, Contra, that's you?)
Yeah
It's with an X, n***a
We in that mode, n***a
No, matter fact, we on that one time, yop
Alright
(Damn, Contra, you made this shit, boy?)
Striker Gang, Striker Boys, all that shit, bitch (it's with an X, n***a)
Bitch

[Verse 1: Babyfxce E]
Huh, bitch, we on that one time
Grab the 19 with the belt, that's that one 9
I'm front line with two sticks on me like this Drumline
Might knock a n***a out with a verse, bitch, it's a punchline (Bitch)
The Charger got hips on it, bitch, catch me out in traffic (Come on)
If I ain't in a wide-body, you might catch me in a Caddy
Beatin' a bitch down in the back, I told her call me daddy (Bitch)
Made it out, but you can still catch me in the trenches (On God)
We in Lucky Strike with all hoes and they all poppin' titties
Did this independent, so it was different when I copped the pendant (Uh-huh)
The Glocky got a switch on it, bro, it be talkin' Spanish (Brrt)
I had to cool the chop down, he like to talk to strangers
Got into my bitch, but I ain't meant it, it was out of anger (On God)
Your bitch be out here eatin' n***as, bro, you gotta tame her (She goin')
You hate a ho, I love a ho, bro, why you gotta shame her? (Fuck?)
Chopper eatin' n***as up, call him Jeffrey Dame-r
Huh, I mean Jeffrey Dahmer (Yop)
Walkin' with a hundred thousand in my fuckin' bomber (Bitch)
You tryna make another thousand, I'm tryna make a comma, yeah
Huh, bitch, it's me, Mike, and 03, bro, we a fuckin' problem
[Interlude: 03 Greedo]
And I want some commas
Yeah, yeah
I'm the young n***a with the dollars
Yeah, yeah
Hello, Key, let me, let me just do me, don't stop nothin', Key
Hold up, hahahaha
Ayy
Young Greedy talkin' shit again
From the California up to Michigan
In the field and you know I'm finna blitz again
Goin' hard on a bitch again
Hold on, look, hold— haha
Bitch

[Verse 2: 03 Greedo]
Babyface 03, look like I'm twenty-three
RMC on the mic, I'm really makin' cheese
I put my seed in a dyke, make that ho a freak
I put a P on the knife, now she half a freak
That's a half a pill, you know how I feel
I do a drill and disappear like I'm Lauryn Hill
Like Drummer Gang the Fugees and I'm with a few G's
Last night, I caught a DUI, now I'm pourin' seal
Naw, for real, naw, for real
Passin' on a bad bitch, tell the bitch, "Excuse me"
Singin' to a savage, "Favorite Song" from Toosii
I'm the first one to swipe, goin' harder than y'all
Girlfriend missin', put her on cartons tonight
Party's in the good neighborhood, we gon' party tonight
All these good drugs finna fuck up your organs at night
Got it out the mud like I'm livin' that Oregon life
N***as better duck like I'm livin' that Oregon life
I got plenty small soldiers like they be with the Gorgonites
[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
Forgiatos came offset like I'm with Cardi tonight
Celebrate my n***a birthday, let's have a party tonight
Gettin' sucked up in the bathroom before I board the flight
Bulldog, servin' everything, it's a Georgia night
A n***a said he sold bricks, that's a cap life
Got two hoes fightin' over dick, that's a catfight
Hood n***a cashin' out on jewelery, call that black ice
I was told you can make it out if you stack right
I got the hood turnt liver than two parties
Forgiatos came offset like I knew Cardi
I came all black diamonds, this a new Carti'
Boosie got them bitches butt-naked, it's a cool party
Okay, I spent a couple bands, but I'm a Flint n***a
Showed her some shit she never seen like the Big Dipper
Told bro hand over the bag, I'm a quick flipper
She gon' wanna fuck me after dinner, I'm a big tipper
Shout out to the rap game, I made like six figures
I cannot fuck you for that long, I'm a big n***a
We was wrappin' bricks in the basement like I'm Big Tigger
The house I'm tryna relocate to cost six figures
N***as thinkin' small-minded, where the big picture?
Bitch gon' fall in love with me 'cause I'm a big spender
Fuck around, make her catch the flu 'cause I'm a sick n***a
Okay, I fuck with Fifth Ward, but I'm a 6 n***a
[Verse 4: DC2Trill]
Still up on that Royal Rumble shit, but I got money now (Crete)
I'll drop a hundred in his town, n***a, shut it down (Promise)
Delta said my bag overweight by like fifteen pounds (Overweight, shawty)
I got weed like Meet the Millers, my red be brown
Shawty always judge, leave me alone, I need my space like Tom
I'm in the cut doin' lines like a fuckin' blonde
The only difference is she snort it and I'm pourin' mine
That n***a tried to rob a n***a, he had to abort the mission
I'm in a mansion pourin' lean, this shit got three kitchens (I'm pourin')
He a broke mad fan, n***a, it ain't no tension
I'm the Crete general, baby, gotta recognize
What's in my styrofoam thick just like her thighs

[Outro: DC2Trill]
Let me get one more set of adlibs