[Chorus: Lil Fame]
This one's for the thugs (P!)
N***as that don't give a fuck (P!)
Brownsville in my blood (P!)
We're cut from a different cloth, they ain't fucking with us
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (Huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)

[Verse 1: Sean Price]
Listen
Clicking things when the god attack
Fire fry feather: 'Chicken Wing': Bob Backlund (Bang!)
When Sean rapping, n***as pay attention
When you rap, I'm wack for fucking paying admission
Wasting my flow, can't believe I paid for the show
Fuck a refund, when I see son, taking his dough... P!
Trigger hit a rapper dude
Ratchet Raider jacket matching N***a With a Attitude
Slap a n***a silly, really jokes on you fam
Set fire to flesh, smokes on you fam
I got no radio play
I take your radio and make that shit play what I say
Say what I mean, n***a I mean what I say
So wouldn't I say shut the fuck up? Get out of my way! P!
Brownsville, 11212: my zip code
I spit cold, who want flu? P!
[Chorus: Lil Fame]
This one's for the thugs (P!)
N***as that don't give a fuck (P!)
Brownsville in my blood (P!)
We're cut from a different cloth, they ain't fucking with us
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (Huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)

[Verse 2: Rockness Monsta]
You gotta look out the window to see who is taking the win, though
Far as rap, I'm slinging bodies like n***as who pimp hoes
You sound like a dick rhyming, gym flow
No pauses or fraudulent innuendos
It's your big homie, big homie, you'se a big hoe, me?
I click forties, lift shorty, these ain't just flows, b!
Show you how a bird could kill a top dog
Desert Eagle eat your regal beagle, he get knocked off
Chickens and pigeons and ducks, them is stock broads
Canary n***as tipping cops off
A lot of y'all bird n***as think you fly (pffft) probably not
Penguin looking ass n***a, Oswald Cobblepot
You a wrong kind of animal, rock it, Sean
P slow your movements to a stop, red octagon
Look I'm in the hood, bookin' n***as good, Brownsville
A.K.A the wish-a-n***a-woods
[Chorus: Lil Fame]
This one's for the thugs (P!)
N***as that don't give a fuck (P!)
Brownsville in my blood (P!)
We're cut from a different cloth, they ain't fucking with us
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (Huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)