[Intro: Na’kel Smith]
(Aye)
We gon' fuck shit up (Aye)
(Aye)
Came here to tear shit down (Aye, nah)
(Fuck)
We gon' fuck shit up (Fuck, aye, woo-hoo)
(Fuck)
We gon' tear shit down (Aye)
(Aye)
We gon' fuck shit up (Fuck, aye)
(Bop-bop-bop)
We gon' tear shit down (Fuck)
(Fuck)
We gon' fuck shit up (Fuck)
(Aye)
We gon' tear shit down (Fuck)

[Verse 1: Na’kel Smith & The Good Perry]
Fists finna start flyin' in this bitch (Bitch)
If a n***a reach, touch bout trophies, my diamonds glisten
Got the right one, yes, I am the same n***a wishing (Aye, aye)
That a n***a would pick up all this pain that I mention (Woo-ooh)
(Aye, what that n***a say?)
I'm tryna stomp brains out a n***a
I don’t need no gang, bitch, I am a brave little n***a (What?)
Fuck the fame, y'all think shit sweet 'cause I’ve been wantin' it
I’ma be a fighter from beginning to the ending (Ooh, ooh)

[Verse 2: The Good Perry]
Aye, who that eyeing me? Ha, ha (Yeah, yeah)
I don’t give a fuck, I got that fire on me (Bop-bop-bop)
You can lie to him but you can’t lie to me, aye (No, no)
I’ve been popping tags, you not in your bag (Yeah)
I’ve been rolling on a mission (Yeah)
I’ve been up for days (Yeah, bop-bop)
See that yellow tape? You gon listen if you fuck with me (Yuh)
Thought your bitch was missing?
She in good hands 'cause she here with me (Eow)
I ain’t have to talk much 'cause I had on jewelry
I don’t know that n***a, he no friend to me (Yeah)
I don’t claim that bitch 'cause she don’t tend to me (Yeah)
Run 'round with them boys they with the foolery (Bop-bop)
I’ve been with the fuck shit, this ain’t new to me (Yuh)