(Intro - lil jay)
Ain't no lackin' whiles its crackin' in these streets
Caught you lackin' without your ratchet, Now yo ass 6 feet deep
Pussy boy yea he in deep, Got 30 shots in my heat
Man that shit dead like Odee, I'm smoking dope lil J Money

(verse 1 - trap dunkin)
Ain't nothing on action, Tell em its crackin'
30 on me, I ain't lackin' out in traffic
N***a want smoke, Tell a n***a get at me
Try to star like ya daddy, Put a n***a out his caddy
Riding down broadway smoking on cali
Wish a n***a would, I'll chop a n***a down
30 and this 40, I'll give it to him now
Call up the plug, for a couple of them pounds
Guys on the turf, who'll shoot him out of town
Put the guys to his face, man get him on the ground
N***a make a sound, then lay that n***a down
Ain't got time to waste, People dieng everyday
Money on my mind, Got me In and Out state
Missing me shorty, I been getting paid
These n***as so late, These n***as so fake
Plotting on the low then smile in your face
Ain't never been a rat, ain't never ate with the snakes
Middle finger to the Jakes, free the guys upstate
My name hold weight like bro with that eight
Lackin' in the field that'll leave a n***a blazed
Pull up beside ya you gone take it to the face
.38 no trace, no face no case
Bro told me do it so I had to let it bake
N***as steady lackin' where it ain't never been safe
(hook)
Ain't no lackin' (x2)
Ain't no lackin' boy its crackin'
Ain't no lackin' (x2)
Ain't no lackin' boy its crackin'
Ain't no lackin' boy its crackin'
Ain't no lackin' boy its crackin', Be more careful in these streets
Ima hitter, I be drilling, And I'll leave you where you be
30 clips, 30 n***as, Thats a stupid horror scene
We be hittin', Ain't no missin', N***a shoutout to my team (x2)
Ain't no lackin' boy its crackin', Be more careful in these streets
Ima hitter, I be drilling, And I'll leave you where you be

(verse 2 - King lil jay)
Ain't no lackin' whiles its crackin' in these streets
Caught you lackin' without your ratchet, Now yo ass 6 feet deep
Pussy boy yea he in deep, Got 30 shots in my heat
Man that shit dead like Odee, I'm smoking dope lil J Money
Ain't no lackin', while its crackin'
Keep that ratchet, 40 cal make you do backflips
Ain't no lackin', while its crackin'
My n***as bdk, 30 shots we clappin'
Ain't no lackin' while its crackin' in this bitch
You was lackin' on yo bitch thats why that lil bitch suck my dick
You was lackin' on them pounds, I had to hit you for that shit
My n***as in that field, Shoot with good precision, never miss
(hook)
Ain't no lackin' (x2)
Ain't no lackin' boy its crackin'
Ain't no lackin' (x2)
Ain't no lackin' boy its crackin'
Ain't no lackin' boy its crackin'
Ain't no lackin' boy its crackin', Be more careful in these streets
Ima hitter, I be drilling, And I'll leave you where you be
30 clips, 30 n***as, Thats a stupid horror scene
We be hittin', Ain't no missin', N***a shoutout to my team (x2)
Ain't no lackin' boy its crackin', Be more careful in these streets
Ima hitter, I be drilling, And I'll leave you where you be

(verse 3 - Trap Dunkin)
Got young n***as pouring up, pull a brain blunt
N***as worrying bout Dunk, Man I been getting guap
Going in on these pussies, I ain't never gone stop
These n***as so soft, That n***a so hard
I'm about to go hard, And I put that on God
Got to do it for my family, and my motha-fckin squad
Lil bro told me get it so you know that i got it
If you try to get away, big bro gone spot him
I be flippin' dread heads, I ain't talking flocka
(?) got the .30, thats an fucking mini chopper
Bullets make him spin like a fucking helichopper
So now he need the doctors, middle finger to the oppers
And the mother fuckin' coppers
Turn up for the guys in them mother fuckin' problems
N***as imposters
Duckin on rasta, them n***as want smoke
Than the .40 gone blow
Lets get it