text: Nigga play he gone get his head bust
  You know how we comin
  Young Boy
  Nigga play he gone get his head bust
  You know how we comin
  Strapped like the Navy Seals
  Promise you dont want it
  This for them bitch ass niggas that be speaking on me
  Rob who? You got me fucked up
  You aint taking nuthin
  Nigga its gone be a murda
  Play with that money
  Nigga its gone be a murda
  Come run up on me
  Nigga its gone be a murda
  Burn you and yo homie
  Nigga its gone be a murda
  Thinkin that Im Stuntin
  Its gone be a murda
  Gon be a murda if you thankin bout takin sum from me
  Talk about your body but I bet you aint gone play with me
  Try me if you wanna I stay with that burner on me 
  I cant let you get no rip off me
  Nigga must think Im a hoe or some
  I dont know who the fuck he must take me for
  That shit that you talking aint fearing us
  Fuck how you come you aint seein us
  Say we beefin gon catch him and wet him up
  Nigga tell me pull up and Im pullin up
  Up let it bang we aint sparing nun
  Caught him up in the bottom and he ran from me
  Hoe ass niggas stay in yo lane
  You niggas be playin we aint playing games
  When Im up in the club bitch Im with the gang
  You can catch us turnin up for Dave
  So you know we flexin with them bands
  Whole lotta more up in my pants
  Try to take it all you hear is bang
  Try to take it all you hear is bang
  Nigga play he gone get his head bust
  You know how we comin
  Strapped like the Navy Seals
  Promise you dont want it
  This for them bitch ass niggas that be speaking on me
  Rob who? You got me fucked up
  You aint taking nuthin
  Nigga its gone be a murda
  Play with that money
  Nigga its gone be a murda
  Come run up on me
  Nigga its gone be a murda
  Burn you and yo homie
  Nigga its gone be a murda
  Thinkin that Im Stuntin
  Its gone be a murda
  Draco on me and it got the cooling system 
  Slaughter gang savage love to shoot at niggas 
  Got a 30 in the booth right now, thats on gang
  And a judge gon give me life if a nigga touch my chain, 21
  Red light, I got four young niggas with me sticked up
  100 round drum, we gon leave em at the red light
  Got the VVSs dripping, lil nigga tried to reach and all he seen was a motherfucking red light
  Now they scared right
  Called your baby mama over cause her heads right
  I put your favorite rapper in a wheel chair
  Niggas say they from the street but bitch Im still there
  Nigga play he gone get his head bust
  You know how we comin
  Strapped like the Navy Seals
  Promise you dont want it
  This for them bitch ass niggas that be speaking on me
  Rob who ? you got me fucked up
  You aint taking nuthin
  Nigga its gone be a murda
  Play with that money
  Nigga its gone be a murda
  Come run up on me
  Nigga its gone be a murda
  Burn you and yo homie
  Nigga its gone be a murda
  Thinkin that Im Stuntin
  Its gone be a murda