[Verse 1: Mac J]
Where them n***as at when it was time to ride?
This ain't no disguise, bitch, I'm traumatized
I used to see a lotta tears in my mama eyes
I told her do not look surprised, mama, I'm the guy
What they want?
I'm a thug, I know they don't want no smoke
I remember n***as thought it was a joke
But ain't nobody laughing, when they body hit the floor
I can't leave without my pole, and you know it
Bitch, I know [?] 'cause I [?]
I put it down her throat, til she choaking
[?] that n***a [?] he [?]
[?] it come [?] 'cause it's legendary
[?] secondary
It ain't even Halloween, why you looking scary?
My bitch'll pull up with a mack like [?]
I used to fuck with what's her name, til I noticеd
[?] kill your mama for a dollar, you bogus
[?] paperwork, boy, you told it
I can't never show my [?] blowing

[Chorus: Mac J]
What wе on?
Bitch, you know I'm in my zone
Thugging since a younging, can't you tell that n***a's grown?
I done ran the whole trap spot from my phone
And we carey big poles, they drop a body
These n***as full of shit, like a porta poddy
Fuck what n***as saying, let them talk about me
That just let me know that iggas talking 'bout me
[Verse 2: Philthy Rich]
Main topic of the conversation
Blood really pussy, don't want no confrontation
Tricky dance moves on the punk bitch
Bitch fagged off on some drunk shit
Big pole on me, ain't no n***a stole on me
Is you gon' fold on me, if they put a hold on me?
Pinky and the thumb, Seminary [?] rich
Blood [?] gave her two kids
It's me and Mac J
Suckas out of bounds, let the mack spray
A Sacromento bitch, run the trap [?]
She done made a million dollars off of Backpage

[Chorus: Mac J]
What we on?
Bitch, you know I'm in my zone
Thugging since a younging, can't you tell that n***a's grown?
I done ran the whole trap spot from my phone
And we carey big poles, they drop a body
These n***as full of shit, like a porta poddy
Fuck what n***as saying, let them talk about me
That just let me know that iggas talking 'bout me