[Intro: Scrim, Freddy P, and Producer Tag]
This a Scrim beat!
Are you ready!?
Fat Fat, Gotti, Scrim
DJ Scrim with that 808!
Yo it's your boy Freddy P, Dade county's finest, and right now I'm riding with my dog, DJ Scrim. Believe that
Work, work, work

[Verse 1: Scrim]
Uh
One two, three four five
Scrim in this motherfucker no up fly
No I'm high, grippin' wood, trippin' like [?]
Candy paint on the Chevy on the twenty fours
It's a West Bank baby, hoe
Shake that West Bank baby, hoe
To this West Bank, let it go (What?)
I can make you [?] hoe
Just pour me up a drink, hoe
[?]
And I [?]

[Verse 2: Fat Fat]
Yeah, yeah
Fat Fat baby (LionLyfe)
You know the name hoe
Aye (Hashtag [?])
Beaucoup hats though
I'm the snapback shawty
And shawty love my snapback (Yeah)
And the fact that Fat Fat retardеd
I wanted it, I bought it, he got put in his place, causе my line he crossed it
G*59, Melo-D with some bars
I got the cake and the motherfucking frosting
I would pay you mind, but mine, I lost it
Hit the car wash [?] the trees and now I'm [?]
No teeth hoe, that's what I tell her
I'm an old dog like Old Yeller
Enlisted to do it, my music is an influence
So when I spit you swim through it
[Bridge: Scrim and Fat Fat]
You heard me
You already know who comin' up
K. Gotti
Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em!

[Verse 3: K. Gotti]
Time to hit the club, but man I got promethazine
[?] fuck the rest, place a bet, and get mean
I'm the baddest on the scene and took a coupe [?]
So it's [?] for me to breath when smoking on that green
I be shootin' for the stars and tryna capture my dreams
She got a mean walk and talk like she from Orleans
First off, get lost and break it off [?]
Melo-D, G*59, applaud if you believe
Fuck what you're talkin' about
Choppers make you walk it out
Leave your flesh hanging out like pigs up in a slaughter house
Murdered the hypothesis, you know we here to solve some shit
[?] with extended clips