[Verse 1: Damjonboi]
Hm, yeah, I'm the last don
Put a n***a in a suit like he goin' to prom
Chances'll make champions, my n***a, you scared or somethin'?
Broke n***as tryna give advice, can't tell me nothin'
You was ballin', what, you tear your ACL or somethin'?
My young n***as got this bitch rockin', now crown 'em
Made it rain on my favorite stripper, had her drownin'
Fucked all the baddest bitches in the city you was houndin'
N***as trippin' over runners, I ain't hit your bitch yet
Get a n***a whacked with a DistroKid check
Coach put you in the game, but you ain't got no fuckin' handles
Fuck a n***a bitch, then do an interview with Lando

[Verse 2: BabyTron]
Told brodie, "Pour a deuce," he want a Xan' though
Firebomb his spot and turn his trap to a bando
You ain't еven half-blowed, you got a gram rolled
Don't еven ask if I got it on me, that shit Mando
Broke as hell but lit on the 'Gram, I can't stand hoes
Brodie let me drive it, told me, "Manifest the Lambo'"
It's two rules, stay up out the way and stack pros
Rhude head to toe, it's only right, 'cause I'm an asshole
If she a ten, I put the cam on her
If you say somethin', all ten, you gotta stand on it
If you tryna make bands off it, take a chance on it
If the lane green with the scams, I'ma spam on it
[Verse 3: Damjonboi]
Everybody rockin' water, booth look like an aquarium
Shit
I'm 'bout to stop rockin' Amiri, I see broke n***as wearin' it
I peep game, you n***as shoppin' off the clearance rack
I seen a bunch of fake shit, so I just fell back
Pistol-whip a n***a with a Kel-Tec
How is n***as rich if your mans ain't make bail yet?

[Verse 4: BabyTron]
Better tighten up before we put you in a looseleaf
If I don't have my geek kit, I have mood swings
Cream soda changed, this bitch red like a mood ring
TRX, I might take it through the sand dunes
Akhi slidin' with his head wrapped like he Sabu
Send a blitz from— then go and catch a flight to Cancún
Rest in peace to Hutch, the Cartiers 'bout white as shampoo

[Verse 5: Damjonboi]
You n***as out here cuffin' bitches we done ran through
A n***a like me tryna hit her and her friend too
Up roll any given day, we got bands too
Got a freak bitch suckin' dick with no hands too
Chase a n***a down with a switchy
Every time a n***a try to steal the sauce, I just switch it
[Verse 6: BabyTron]
I made my first twenty-ball off the gifties
I made my next sixty-ball off the rap
First hundred that I seen, unky pulled it out the trap
Yeah, the front door hot, told 'em pull up to the back
If they got it in my size, I'ma pull it off the rack
Yeah, it's Dog Shit Militia, but I pulled off in a 'Cat

[Verse 7: Damjonboi]
My young n***as spinnin' blocks, chopsticks in the Scat
If you ain't get that shit from GT, take it back
Takin' flights out the country, I'm just livin'
He was dissin' on the album, now he in the 'spital
Twin baddies tryna fuck,. we gon' have to split 'em
The VVSes in the charm, light hit, it look like Skittles

[Verse 8: BabyTron]
Bitch thinkin' she a dime, not even a nickel
He was playin' like the monkey, leave him in the middle
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia
Reach for a chain, I guarantee we beat him with a pistol
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia