[Intro]
Hm (N***a wan' know where I been at, huh?)
I got this n***a, Em (Aight)
Aye Crook, I got this n***a

[Verse]
I ran a search on Benzino, but Google went blank
Just pictures of motel with some n***a he bathed (Ugh!)
You can love what you love and I ain't mad, n***a
Sorry Coi but your dad is a f** n***a
Where I been at?
Pitchin', gettin' my digits and still streamin' ey month, so where your cash, n***a?
I'm in Shady Canyon, to live here cost bags, n***a
I push start my whip, you ride trans, n***a
Can make a whole career off your flops
A deaf mute know the sound when Benzino drops
Crickets, n***a's a bitch, been bended over
Mentionin' a killer who will fuckin' smoke ya
Got the 'Zino pack in the doobie
If I put ten P's on your head, it'll be a movie
I push paper, not peace, n***a
Since a shorty, I've been smokin' O.G. n***as, so light up
This ain't even drop
I feel like I'm beatin' my pops
But if a deadbeat pop shit, his jaw will get socked
This a jab, silence 'fore I beat your fuckin' ass
Your ghostwriter backdoored you, snake up in the grass
I could really go in, but I'mma save that shit (Ay!)
Fuck you over and let Charlamagne play that shit (Ay!)
Keep my name out your dentures on Twitter, on Insta
Get popped by your cousin so you're family ain't withcha
The nerve of this n***a, start the purge on this n***a
I'mma stop his head while he bite the curb ass n***a
This is skill, step out your body and it's drill
See, I'm way more active when n***as is gettin' killed
I spinned on everybody who done bucked one of mine
I'm traumatized, a n***a speak on Rob, then he die
And I'm traumatized, a n***a speak on Pac, the he die
And I'm traumatized, a n***a speak, Monique (N***a)
I'm knowin' they won't miss if I slide, goofy
I told you if it's up, you gon' have to shoot me
Capo
Bitch!, I'm callin' out names
I was raised by Kurupt, you leached off Dave Mays
You overgrown, and I'm connected in every zone like a mobile phone
Could fet' you up, leave that coke alone
My mind fucked up, I came from a broken home
I like to cope with drama so I never leave the smoke alone
It's the reason when they diss they don't say "Ramone" (Brr)
'Zino went from a made man to a flaming hoe
My whole life, I'm 079 crazy
I'm the problem and the hustler, snipe your ghostwriter, baby