[VERSE - YUNG DORI]
There's a knife up in my spine got a razor in my pocket
Counting fifties in my grave, pimp mctombstone what they call me
Now i'm laying in the rain smoking weed up and i'm spraying
Thirty shots to any bitches tryna claim that they can bang

BANG
BANG
BANG

Take a shot and then you praying
Mangled corpse up in the mud, decomposing into grains
The legendary outcome of my journey to the fame
Seek out riches and new visions venture farther then these lames

[VERSE - TRIPPY JONES]
Fuck n***as hate
Real ones just grind to get the cake
I am the one they try to chase
But this shit never was a race
I take my time and get it straight
I smack a pussy in the face
Don't share a crumb from off my plate
I never slither with a snake

Cause you all fake I don't got time for a fool
Running round scheming all day you fucking mook
Get your self a pack smoke a little then you flip the rest
Get a trap line then tell them chill with the text
Hotboys I don't like though be EASY
Don't think what you see is real on the T.V
Yes the police will run up in your residence
If you off point then you caught with the evidence
I be 10 steps up ahead where the felons is
Never will snitch cause that be the sucker shit
Still smoking building empires with my fucking bitch
Run up on me you will die so bloody quick