[Verse 1 – Stack Bundles:]
Most n***as is cowards
Hide behind the record like a shield
Mention my name and you gon’ get k**ed
Blood spilled for real
You n***as better chill cause I solemnly swear
To get uglier than seal
Not behind my back
Only thing I got in common with a** is I clap
Shut up, get up, bet it burns more than your sit ups
What you ate, you spit up
f** your outfit up, blood all over your number nines
That cute sh** you was saying wasn’t funny to mine
We dead a** [?]
So that smack battle rap sh** will get you left dead, yes sir
Look at me, don’t I look like a nice guy?
I walk around with your head priced high
n***as playing theyselves like suicide drills
Russian roulette with a TEC and no suicide k**
[Verse 2 – Chinx:]
Dick up in his ear, f** what you heard
Changed up the pitch, couldn’t hit the curve
Bum n***a go and pick a curb
Shawty wasn’t lit so I hit the swerve
Booty knocking over tables, that’s an a**-fault
Touchdown, n***a hit it on the asphalt
V foreign whip came with a pa**port
Counting straps like I’m tryna rub a rash off
Caught slipping and he froze up
Never pimps down, hoes up
Head shot, now his toes up
Represent your hood n***a, throw it up