[Chorus: Fat Trel]
Who dat n***a, get that n***a, man kill that n***a
Shoot that n***a, shoot that n***a, shoot young n***a
Who dat n***a, get that n***a, man kill that n***a
Man shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a
Who dat n***a, get that n***a, man kill that n***a
Man shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a
Who dat n***a, get that n***a, man kill that n***a
Man shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a

[Verse 1: Fat Trel]
Who dat n***a, you dat n***a, I'm finna drill this n***a
Man kill this n***a, spill this n***a, I don't feel this n***a
Man shoot this n***a, Ima ruthless n***a you a useless n***a I shoot reboot this n***a
Where the loot young n***a, tell the truth young n***a
Ima OC n***a, ima OD n***a, ima low key n***a you don't know me n***a
Make yo' bitch come show me then blow me n***a, no OG n***a
Ima young rich n***a you a young bitch n***a you a snitch better run
Young n***a, see the clip young n***a, that's a drum young n***a
I'm the one young n***a, from the slum young n***a, I get it done young n***a, No fund young n***a, where you from my n***a, get a gun young n***a
I don't like this n***a, I wanna fight this n***a, I light this n***a
Ignite this n***a, had a sawed off with a .44 bolted on come fight this n***a

[Chorus: Fat Trel]
Who dat n***a, get that n***a, man kill that n***a
Shoot that n***a, shoot that n***a, shoot young n***a
Who dat n***a, get that n***a, man kill that n***a
Man shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a
Who dat n***a, get that n***a, man kill that n***a
Man shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a
Who dat n***a, get that n***a, man kill that n***a
Man shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a
[Verse 2: Trouble]
I'm a simple man but I got a pair of million type of mind state
I get a feeling when a n***a come around me that I don't know
I punch ya like a blind date, I'm staying still, I was stiff from
The beginning anyway you got to give me that, he playing tuff
All suspicious and shit, already said the wrong thang
We gotta go ahead and get rid of the bitch
Bitch needs to take these and go get 'em ghost
His truck got his keys just sittin' in the rogue
We about to split these and go and make a toast
Honest we frontin' with this n***a money
Who are these n***as lookin' all billed up
They jelly huh, straight your face up when you around
A bunch of killa's n***a ain't ya momma taught you nothin'?
(Stupid ass n***a hard head ass, I grown up with concrete in my front lawn
You grew up wit' bread, silver spoon ass n***a, pussy boy, house n***a)

[Chorus: Fat Trel]
Who dat n***a, get that n***a, man kill that n***a
Shoot that n***a, shoot that n***a, shoot young n***a
Who dat n***a, get that n***a, man kill that n***a
Man shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a
Who dat n***a, get that n***a, man kill that n***a
Man shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a
Who dat n***a, get that n***a, man kill that n***a
Man shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a, shoot young n***a