[Verse 1: MJPAID]
Then my kicks cost me nine hundred
Clearin' five, that shit only took me five punches (You're not making this easy, Kyle)
Let the bitch hit the burner, damn near died from it
ARP, it got the flash, you can't hide from it

[Verse 2: Fordio]
And if it ain't about no pape', why we havin' discussions?
She said I'm probably out here fuckin', quit with the assumptions
Know I ain't rushin' with this shit, I know my time comin'
And I know I'ma get it as long as my mind on it

[Verse 3: BabyTron]
Shit, droppin' O red in the newest Crush
Pape' flyin' like we seen a Loomis truck and blew it up
DSM, we bully made, we catch an opp and chew him up
Control my dreams off the drank, I'm sippin' out a lucid cup

[Verse 4: MJPAID]
Evеn in the summer, bitch, I'm booted up
Soon as I got thе coor', bitch, I suited up
Droppin' fours with the fives, man, I'm through with cups
You was at the top, now you not, you done blew the buzz
This shit here ain't new to us
N***as on the scam sayin' what they gon' do to us
Damn near had to open lane and I threw it up
N***as lowkey hatin' on me, still be showin' love
[Verse 5: Fordio]
Shit, this lil' ho, she know my feelings, I don't show too much
I go nutty with the cards like less I'm goin' up
Lost my dog, had me sick, I was pourin' mud
Took my first sip of the Wock', I was so in love
Gettin' high of Gary Payton, hit her with the glove
I score on Tris just like a six, then hit the Jordan shrug
In her loop is still in the mix like my brother was
Catch a play, then hit the six, shoutout my n***a Boogs

[Verse 6: BabyTron]
We'll turn him to a pack, then feed him to the wolves
Used to have a pocket full of nothin', now they full
Why you tryna raise your voice but you ain't got no pull?
Why you tryna start a convo? You ain't got no funds
Hundred thousand somethin' 'Woods, I got toxic lungs
If I put it on my checklist, I got it done
If I put him on my hitlist, I got him off
If I get it off my BIN list, I cleared the cart
I done overdid the shrooms, I can't steer the car

[Verse 7: MJPAID, Fordio & BabyTron]
Pour up the ashes in the pint, this shit gettin' hard
We just stickin' to the vision, now we gettin' far
Thinkin' that you at the finish line, but whole time, it's the start
If you ain't doin' shit else, n***a, play your part
Margiela paint, it look like a n***a did some art
It's gon' hit the light, even if you did it in the dark
[Outro: BabyTron]
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, you know what the fuck goin' on