[Intro: Lil Double 0 & Juicy J]
Play me some pimpin', man
Ooh, you're my darlin', darlin', baby
You're my sw—
Uh, okay, here we go

[Verse 1: Lil Double 0]
From the city that made you lay it down and make 'em hit the trunk (Ho)
I'm Project Pat, can't keep no wife, gorilla-pimp that ho
I gorilla-pimp my dope, up switch, up pole
Up blicks, uh (Dope, I sold, I robbed)
(I remember days I was fucked up tryna go and get a job)
Welcome to Memphis, where a n***a take somethin' before he starve
We don't wait till nighttime, we broad day sumn', get in the yard
Lay down, walk a n***a down, this a theme song
I've been in thе streets since I was thirteen, they can't lead mе wrong
JD done went to court today, I pray my twin beat that hoe
Told the judge "Gotta free 30", if he don't, then we gon' send him home
Walk him down, hmm-hmm, put that shit on, put it out
Trappin' is a habit, changed my number, had to flip the phone
When you trappin', be like Mr. Beast, got motion, n***a, don't need no song
Big body Maybach, this a Benz, sit back, recline up in a chair
N***a die just tryna make a song, get hit with the fire, get put in the air, pussy

[Interlude: Lil Double 0 & Logic]
(Get hit in that fire, uh, uh, uh, go crazy)
What Juicy say? He be like "Shut the fuck up"
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Uh, uh, uh, hold up)
[Verse 2: G Herbo]
I was a young n***a, I thought I was grown
Settin' traps, strapped in them traps, just like Home Alone
I don't need no n***a with me, I'll go alone (Ayy)
Can't no n***a hit me (Ayy), I don't be talkin' on the phone (Hello)
Pull up in that drop, I press one button, I'll be gone (Skrrt)
Cross my back, like VLONE, made my heart turn to Chrome
Grab them Glocks, put switches on, no, we don't make diss songs
War time, let's get it on, you ain't gettin' home, we don't get along
Up broad day, what up? (Ayy, ayy) From lil' .38 to big AK's
Any time we blitz on a hit, mayday, shit, we seen it, we can't say
I got shit put in that bay, but I got shit put in my safe (Ayy)
I pay n***as to keep me safe, but I'm still gon' spray, gotta play it safe
Shoutout my n***as that made it spray, shoutout my n***as that made a way
And all my bugs sprayin' Raid, where you play, where you lay
And we sprayin' wherever he go, he already sprayed where he stay
Mob n***a, already was made, rich as hell, man, I already made it

[Verse 3: Lil Double 0]
Ayy, I'm zombie high, real geek boy shit, I need a zombie girl
Real rockstar geeked up bitch, never go to sleep
Walk the world, I'm geeked on G6, I keep a gun or three
Walk n***as down, shoot with precision, n***a
Every time we come through scorin', we never missin', n***a
Free all the guys that never blanked up on a mission, n***a
Give an opp face-shots, no FaceTime, shooters gon' walk down in straight lines
Hittin', precision, ain't no wastin' bullets or wastin' time
And you can argue ain't nobody died, shit, ain't nobody slide
How the fuck these n***as hidin'? N***as keep stayin' down (Ayy)
Lay it down, lay it down, these fuck n***as know how we get down and know we walk down, n***a play, we get the chop down
[Outro: Lil Double 0]
(Brr, uh-huh, go crazy)
(Woah, woah)