[Intro]
I-I-I-I IX FALL$

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm vexed, pop out with the tecs
Yapping all that shit you're not about, give it a rest
Why these n***as pressed? All the fuck-shit got me stressed out
Really think he about it, I'ma put him to the test now
Better bring a vest, chopper make a mess
Better call your set, all them n***as seeing death
I can't even fret, he want smoke, that's a bet now
Bitch, you ain't no threat, so, why the fuck you got your chest out?

[Verse]
Drop out and get dangerous, bitch, I be on that heinous shit
There ain't shit that you can say to this
When I'm up, pray I miss
Glock came with a beam, like what the fuck you mean?
Don't care about aiming shit, I bet it make him scream
When the whole the team pull up on hateful shit
Already know you hate this shit, don't even start complaining, bitch
It's gang against the world, if you don't like us, suck our anuses
He start it, I'ma finish this, sparking with extended clips
Might commit a sin and shit, he pull up, I'ma end his shit
He ain't really with the shits, he gangsta with the pen and shit
I told him to drop the addy, run up on him, get to spinning shit
Bitch, I'm banging drums like Joey Jordison
Ain't really much more to this
Might fuck around and make a couple hunnid 'cause I'm bored again
If Shïnï in the venue, know we're bringing the disorder in
We're shitting on these n***as, know it's tortuous

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm vexed, pop out with the tecs
Yapping all that shit you're not about, give it a rest
Why these n***as pressed? All the fuck shit got me stressed out
Really think he about it, I'ma put him to the test now
Better bring a vest, chopper make a mess
Better call your set, all them n***as seeing death
I can't even fret, he want smoke, that's a bet now
Bitch, you ain't no threat, so, why the fuck you got your chest out?