[intro: Leschea]
N***as just don't know
What the fuck is going on
What the fuck is going on
They can't fuck around...

[Chorus]
Don't fuck around, boy
With no fuckin' joke
N***as see red, but…
Wack n***as get smoked

[Verse 1]
Mothafuckas crazy
They think they can phase me
Here's some shit they might not know
Know they getting dollars
Drop them punks, we gotta
Play them like a stank-ass hoe

[Chorus]
Don't fuck around, boy
With no fuckin' joke
N***as see red, but…
Wack n***as get smoked
[Verse 2]
N***as must be senile
Saying they don't freestyle
What the fuck they rappin' for? (N***as)
Some just like a punk bitch
Making all that jock which
N***as think is real hardcore

[Chorus]
Don't fuck around, boy
With no fuckin' joke
N***as see red, but…
Wack n***as get smoked