{Intro: Tempz} Yeah Tempz Rhymez NPK GMG Say no more fam Dun kno {Verse 1: Tempz} NPK is, where you catch me Chillin' with some real G's Chillin' with some OG's When you see me on road, I might be holding a Tec, Tec Leave your whole body in a mess Have your gang screw with somebody Quick call the feds 999, you better call not text Don't get rude, don't get fresh Chit-chit, 3 bullets on your chest I don't bust my ting, just to impress But when it comes to it, I'm beyond the contest I'm a younger, but I roll like a older You chat sh*t, you get bent like a folder Don't beg for mercy and try lean on my shoulder Cos I am Tempz, I'm a NPK rider {Verse 2: Rhymez} Yeah Rhymez, GMG Look, fam Don't come around here, with that brave sh*t K, I spit the slugs In his head, watch his brain split I'm a GMG, down with the OG's, OG's I'm like, oh please, ha Little pussy, man I'll clap up your whole team 13 and I spit like an OG Get me vexed, man that's when you hear the Tec's {?}, at your whole team, OT, cold me Cold take my brick at mandem and OC Screwing out little rhymes, like you know me Bare trips on the road, tryna screw me {?}, on the road, that's a new T ni**as are acting like they're all hard {?} flare through the brain That's a cold heart Little pussy back beef, when the {?} Little {?}, bangin' out since my balls drop Nothing ain't new to me Man I stuck with this sh*t since puberty Little pricks, on the road They're getting rude to me {?}, that I might take or {?} his feet They don't know Dropping on the realest beat And you know, that's really me Rhymez, yeah {Outro: Rhymez} NPK, Tempz, CeeDot, Rhymez {?}, BDot All the mandem Hold tight the reds, you get me All day