Pullin´ up, kids like, "Mama, it´s a Wraith, look"
These hoes really livin´ for some likes on Facebook
You the type to up it just to get your K took

Five-eleven, with the blicky, I feel eight foot
When they pull us out the car, I shouldn´t have to say, "Shush"
Get up out the way or you get straight mushed
A thousand watts in the zapper, get your brain cooked
With the slimers, fuck around and get your chain took
Huh, fuck around and get your rank took
Ain´t no keys up in the whip, bitch, I done came push
Wanna join the team? Then show me how your game look
He done missed every shot, doggy came rook´
Same me still hangin´ with the same crooks
Puttin´ cuffs on these sluts, they tryna play hook´
Schedule busy than a fuck, like, let´s see how the day looks

Up that pole and make him strip, no homo
Shit I´m workin´ on myself right now, I can´t do no promo
I´m in a rush sorry, I can´t do no photos
It takes a team to win, you can´t be solo-dolo
I just wanna take a deuce and pour it, you know it
You can´t really fake it, it´s gon´ show if you focus
Told lil´ bro if he miss the load, he demoted
It´s on the floor if he catch it, he gon´ get promoted
I put my all into this shit, I been devoted
If my double cup fallin´, I´ma get heroic
Only motion, it´s time to go forget emotions
I ain´t just sayin´ shit, I think I´m really chosen

Hit his top for triple, hell nah, this is not a dilly bonus
Why you playin´ with your life? You know we switchy totin´
Ain´t no duckin´, ain´t no runnin´ when that glitchy blowin´
And we over-doin´ shit, it got a Mickey on it
I can make a stack in a minute, sixty moments
Bitch, ain´t hip to BabyTron, she thought she seen a hippy blowin´
Fire bombed his spot, shit, no, that ain´t the chimney smokin´
Even all my hoes from high school knowin´ that Jimmy goated
ShittyBoyz, yeah, they probably pissed that we been goin´ up
Pinpoint the bag and send the lo´, I bet I´m showin´ up

Shrooms, juice, three yerkies, OMG, I´m throwin´ up
Take your wood and unravel it, pussy, you ain´t roll enough
Take your dirty Sprite and throw it out ´cause you ain´t pour enough
You the type to up the roll on the ´Gram while O and up
You might get killed for that
Tryna get up where I´m at, you gon´ need stilts for that
I heard what you did, you know you ill for that
Cutty servin´ oranges, play with him and you get peeled for that
All the pain, I got pills for that
Tryna be the king? You gon´ have to climb the hill for that
They thought they broke me down, but shit, I´m still intact

Playin´ with the gang? Gon´ need a will for that
Dog Shit Militia, how ironic, I just killed her cat
Tryna keep up with the team, you ain´t got skills for that
I heard it´s war, I got bills for that
Nah, for real, a hundred on me, got a wheel for that
Tuh, all that cap, you got milk with that?
Ghost Glocky, 3D printed, we just buildin´ straps
Doggy died off a chest shot, is that still a hat?
Swingin´ ´round in the jungle where the ´rillas at
Put him in a grave for that shit, I wasn´t diggin´ that
Time is money, truth is, you cannot get a minute back
Yeezy collab if I´m in some Gap

Ain´t no way you make it through the function, boy, I´m in the back
They like, what he in? In the Scat´? In the Cat´?
In the Track´? In the TRX, shit, in the Lamb´?
I done gave a lot of shit out, but I won´t give a damn
Twenty hours on that road, both calves getting cramped
Sent her in the store with punches, all I said was "Get ´em, champ"
Treat the brick like an envelope, this fucker gettin´ stamped
We in the kitchen, go and get some pans
It´s too much work in here, can I please get a hand?
Ain´t no sunbooths in here, but the  gettin´ tan
Find a lane, find a run, then that bitch gettin´ spammed

Ain´t shit changed, boy, I´m still gettin´ bands
Bitch, you better eat the whole dick if you get the chance
Goin´ with the flow, the victories ain´t gettin´ planned
We sell QPs and up, hell nah, you can´t get a gram
I was doin´ all the hammin´, you was probably gettin´ scammed
You was blowin´ up her phone, she was in here gettin´ rammed
One, two, three, ding, ding, ding, gettin´ slammed
Bitches tryna get a ring, out here tryna get a ham
I´m a fuckin´ king, you a peasant at the best
I can hear him wheezing, gangnem steppin´ on they neck

Shit, you ain´t even got to question if we blessed
I think doggy bone twelve, got more questions than a test

Hey, ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, Long Live $cam
T double H-L
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
(Damjonboi)