[Verse 1: Young Dreaded]
Walked in the Hip-Hop Lab, like, goddamn, we got work to do
Shorty want a pill, I'm like, OK, I got a perc for you
Say you get it in, OK, but I ain't heard of you
Prolly smell that Za-Za, everytime Young Dread is swerving through
I got a nice cougar bitch I think she 32
I got a young bitch in Flint, she pop pills and sip dirty too
Said you want a verse for free? Hell na, boy, the nerve of you
You better pay in blues, and you better pull up early too

[Verse 2: PM Capo]
Popped at a n***a, took him out his shoes, I know they heard me too
Fuck on your bitch for 62 minutes, that's what the perkys do
Wintertime, I just [?] my bitch, it's kinda furry too
[?] bag, we was toating 32's
Bad bitch told me pull up on bond, she tryna line me up
I heard that these was tracking my line [?] still tryna fine but
[?] knock him out his Nike Dunks
Bitch mad I bust in 2 minutes, I hit her with like 3 pumps

[Verse 3: BabyTron]
Hundred dollar eighthy bitch, I'm passed blowed
50,000 on me, mean mugging, I'm an asshole
Hundred meter dash, you gotta run, but it won't last long
Pull up with that bushmaster laser and the flash on
I might buy a bitch a gift, but she can't get no love
Thought you was the source, fucked up, you need to fix your plug
Let me see an opp in here, I'ma strip the club
Whole life, it felt like I was losing, had to get some dubs
[Verse 4: Young Dreaded]
I pulled up with the playmakers and the ShittyBoyz
Got some dread-headed shooters, they from Illinois
Free my n***a Rio, he a Ghetto Boy
These n***as snitches, you pull up, they gon' tell the boys
I'm out here smoking on the gas, you know it got me zooted
He think I don't get to a bag, he must be fucking stupid
I pulled up in the S and I used to trap out the Buick
Fuck all these haters, all my energy goes into music

[Verse 5: PM Capo]
Just got a Spanish n***a for a P, met him at Mr. Clean's
Damn, I meant Mr. Sparkel's
Caught the n***a reaching for his phone, I almost clipped Ricardo
I almost did it to him, but the blick was auto
Damn, that mean it got a switch on it
N***a text my bitch while she was sleep, I almost pissed on her
This fuck n***a ran up with some cheese, I put my wrist on him
Damn, that's like 30 K
Just popped this n***a talking sporty on IG, so I ain't gon' lurk today
So many blues in my pocket, you think I worked for Chase
I really freestyle, but I wrote this verse for Chase
Just smacked Poppy out his Reeboks, 'cause the work was late
Damn, where the fuck you been?
Bro wasted put 2 30's in my fifth, I almost bucked two twins
[Verse 6: BabyTron]
2016 was pinging dunks with pens
Threesome off a perc, 30 finna hump two twins
ShittyBoyz fan crazy, asking can we jump him in
500 dollar meal at Fleming's eating lunch with kin
Steak bites, I'm a great white
If I smell blood, catch a body on the late night
OVO in the gang slide, this the Drake life
Hutch water on my neck, we ain't got the same ice