[Trippie Redd]
Yeah
Pussy nigga said he gon´ kill me
Hmm, I don´t give a fuck, I´m gon´ die anyway, haha

Tell ya, yeah, yeah

[Trippie Redd]
Talk about them P´s (P´s), got a bunch, nigga
Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga (Gun)
Forty on the wrist, color diamonds, Cap´n Crunch, nigga
Oh, you sippin´ on Tris, we sippin´ Wock´, ha, dumb nigga
Got it out the bricks, yeah, fuck nigga (Fuck nigga, fuck nigga)
If you said it´s up, lil´ nigga, then know it´s up wit´ ya (Up)
Best believe we gon´ find your bitch-ass, nigga, I´m gon´ get up wit´ ya
We nuts, if we come (Bah), we gon´ bust at ya (Bah)

[Trippie Redd & Icewear Vezzo]
Fuck a bitch, fuck 12, lil´ nigga, I don´t need no cuffs, nigga (Cuffs, uh-uh)
Politicin´ and pimpin´ in that ´Vette, leave a hater in the dust, nigga (Dust, skrrt)
Takin´ all your shit, in my chain (Yeah), that´s Snow on tha Bluff, nigga (Yeah)
Now get up outta here (Ha), yeah, aight (Yeah), I´ma fuck wit´ ya

[Icewear Vezzo]
Don´t be reachin´ for my chain, huh, you know we pop niggas (Bitch)
Call this Backwood "Gang," why? Because my opps in it (Haha)
Open up that closet, yeah, I got big mop in it (That mop)

They don´t buy no drank from me, huh, ´cause I re-rock, nigga (Iced Up Records)
Fuck nigga, we could shoot or box (Yeah), you know we punch niggas (Nigga)
Everytime we see y´all out, we eat, y´all niggas lunch menus (Y´all niggas lunch)
Eight of Wock´ in my cream soda (That Wock´), it ain´t no cut in it (Uh-uh)
Play with mine, you gon´ die today, right now, come try your luck, nigga
I´ll give a goofy all headshots, like is you dumb or nah?
You sink niggas won´t front me no more bags ´cause I be runnin´ off (Fuck ´em)
Bust Cuban and rose-gold Presi´ blown, yeah that´s a hundred ball (Yeah)
Fuck the stage, I ain´t doin´ no more shows unless my gun involved, nigga

[Trippie Redd, Sada Baby,]
Talk about them P´s (P´s), got a bunch, nigga
Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga (Gun)
Forty on the wrist, color diamonds, Cap´n Crunch, nigga
Oh, you sippin´ on Tris, we sippin´ Wock´, dumb nigga
Got it out the bricks, yeah, fuck nigga (Fuck nigga, fuck nigga)
If you said it´s up, lil´ nigga, then know it´s up wit´ ya (Up, you know it´s up then)
Best believe we gon´ find your bitch-ass, nigga, I´m gon´ get up wit´ ya (Mm, yeah)
We nuts, if we come (Bah), we gon´ bust at ya (Bah)

[Sada Baby]
Trippin´ off the red with Trippie Redd, Vezz´ keep countin´ up blues (Okay)
You already dead if me and my mans get to walkin´ up to you (Bang)
Make a bitch gave me head, her and her friends, yeah, they ´bout to do it
If you ain´t got no bands, I´m just sayin´, don´t talk to me ´bout no music (Ah, ah)
Ooh, all my clothes exclusive, spin move your ho, he lose it
Put the dope on the road, that´s lucrative, then make it back home, it´s secluded (Gang)
Up big five, shoot it (Gang), I´m big fire, boolin´ (Gang)
Tell a bitch, "Be quiet", the rule is (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
Shut your ass up, mute it

My trap jumpin´, groovin, huh
Pass me that cup, pass me that blunt, pass me that gun (Skuba), huh
Rackin´ it up, is you packin´ or what? Who baggin´ me up? The movers?
The apes, the shooters (Ha)
The Drac´s, we use ´em (Ha), we hate computers (Ha, ha, ha)

[Trippie Redd & Babyface Ray]
Talk about them P´s (P´s), got a bunch, nigga
Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga (Gun)
Forty on the wrist, color diamonds, Cap´n Crunch, nigga
Oh, you sippin´ on Tris, we sippin´ Wock´, dumb nigga
Got it out the bricks, yeah, fuck nigga (Fuck nigga, fuck nigga)

If you said it´s up, lil´ nigga, then know it´s up wit´ ya (It´s up)
Best believe we gon´ find your bitch-ass, nigga, I´m gon´ get up wit´ ya
We nuts, if we come (Bah, phew, phew, phew), we gon´ bust at ya (Bah)

[Babyface Ray]
Yeah, I ain´t drinkin´ on Tris (Nah), I don´t fuck with no snitch (Nah)
You a broke-ass lame nigga, I ain´t touchin´ yo´ bitch (Mm-mm)
I´m humble, I ain´t soft, nigga, have yo´ ass go blitz (Go get it)
Used to pray for a whole thing, keep one on my wrist (Everyday)
D to the O, me and Trippie Redd (Yeah)
Actavis, baby, I´m sippin´ red (Yeah), got my advance from dealin´ meds (Got my advance from dealin´)

Bro rock Yeezy in the feds (Yeah), trappin´ ain´t dead, these niggas scared (That´s crazy)
Yeah, my niggas trained to go
Fuck my bitch, fuck my bitch best friend, I´ma just blame the dope
Police came, hit the lights on me, turn to Usain and bolt
Can´t believe they let me in the game skeetin´ a famous ho (Famous ho)
Cuban links, diamonds full of pointers, I don´t do chains with ropes (Mm-mm)

[Trippie Redd & Babyface Ray]
Talk about them P´s (P´s, facts, nigga), got a bunch, nigga
Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga (Gun)
Forty on the wrist, color diamonds, Cap´n Crunch, nigga

Oh, you sippin´ on Tris, we sippin´ Wock´, dumb nigga
Got it out the bricks, yeah, fuck nigga (Fuck nigga, fuck nigga)
If you said it´s up, lil´ nigga, then know it´s up wit´ ya (It´s up)
Best believe we gon´ find your bitch-ass, nigga, I´m gon´ get up wit´ ya
We nuts, if we come (Bah), we gon´ bust at ya (Bah)