[Kodak Black & Lil Crix]
He wanna play, he ate, niggas keep dyin´ that way, keep fryin´ that way
Niggas gettin´ fried, like chicken and shit, KFC, nigga, we kill ´em for Crips

Hit a nigga ass with a three-piece combo, his mom, his bro, his sis
Got an opp bitch in the back of the Rolls, I better not see him crack no fours (Let´s go)

[Lil Crix]
Give me a play, I bet I´ma flip that
I´m in the hood, ridin´ ´round with a six-pack
I got a Glock with a beam, if I catch an opp, he gon´ scream
I got them zoes on my team, just made six-hundred off stream
Just made six-hundred off stream (And we throwin´ that bitch to the trap, on gang)
Let´s go

[Lil Crix]
It´s crazy, I came here from nothin´

Now I can ride, I´m the motherfuckin´ man in my city
I show a nigga no pity, your mama, your brother
Your sister, your kids, your bitties
I don´t give a fuck who you call a nigga
Can never say I Lil Crix assed out, I drop an opp like he passed out
Two kids and his hoes, throw his ass in a blunt, gassed out (Let´s go)
When I´m out in public, that heater tucked
On blood, y´all know how I give it up
I don´t give a fuck who you with, I ain´t spendin´ shit
Cashin´ that bag, like all state, burn like some plastic in broad day
Money make you sing, like Rod Wave, M16 they all spray
New Versace´s, all sway

Ten piece, they all wave, six thots, they all slay, ayy

[Lil Crix]
They ask me, like, why I don´t be so shit?
Like why I don´t be talkin´
I tell they ass "Man, 3Teebie said for sure"
You peons will know what the six-pack is
I´m sittin´ on two ounces
But, gang, let´s get it poppin´
Look, on gang, let´s go

[Lil Crix]
Give me a play, I bet I´ma flip that
I´m in the hood, ridin´ ´round with a six-pack
I got a Glock with a beam, if I catch an opp, he gon´ scream
I got them zoes on my team, just made six-hundred off stream

Just made six-hundred off stream (And we throwin´ that bitch to the trap)
Let´s go

[Lil Crix]
I don´t even cap on no beat, I´m blood, you payin´ for this fee
Whatever I pay for a fee, now Dre don´t get put on a tee
Lil´ bro in your bush, like a bee, this MAC have you shot like a tree
Tag be the bitch, straight rice, don´t play with your life like dice, nigga
You better think twice, nigga, ´cause I´ll pay the price, nigga
Know some young niggas that´s itchin´ for bodies, when they see us, it´s on sight
Fifteen, seen my first body, I ain´t never look back, that´s why I keep a strap on my hip

This get shot on your lip, I´m blowin´ shit off the rip (Ayy)
Got twenty in this clip, never catch a meeno a zip
I can get bad like no chips, I flipped the new whip
I´m puttin´ crackers on wock´, ´cause I keep a gun in this drip
Shit ain´t fun, nigga