[Intro]
Its a murder zone
What I say earlier, Jason?
I say, I say my team in the hood die by me
Nah, look though
Jason, pussy n***a fakin'
Pussy n***a hatin' (Woah)
I think I could take it (my man said)
Gotta run into 'em
That's the day I face him
Keyboard versus real guns
Permanently erase him (Woah)

[Verse 1]
Ridin' in a sports car
Guns and hoes, with me
When they see YoungBoy, I'm turnt up
I know he got his pole wit 'em
Rich ass n***a, know he got rolls wit 'em
This ain't no Bob Barker, n***a, this Mike Amiri Fucking denim

[Chorus]
Put my gun inside his mouth, I'm slime
I told the bitch, "Don't talk, I'm slime"
Get mad and I don't talk, I'm slime
Don't like 'em, I don't talk, I'm slime
I spray a tec' then
I'm slimе, I rob 'em, fuck 'em all, I'm slime
I schеme, I'm on that
I'm slime, I'm breakin' in they house
I'm slime, I shoot up the whole car (Brrrt)
[Verse 2]
Fuck 'em, let 'em die
We got choppas for your party
Turnin' to a second line, bitch
38, that be my shit
Catch me wit' this sidekick
And you know he wrap shit
Let's see how this iron spit
Oh shit, (Oh shit)
Put that n***a on the cold list
I ain't worried 'bout yo' diss, you broke bitch
Overkiller, close shit
Fuck you, and all those n***as that you roll wit'
Tell 'em n***as, "be steady when that pole hit"
And don't glitch
Photo panoramic, like my daddy, keep that fuckin' static
Let's do it, let's go
You gon' step on me, alright
I'll back, Imma let you have it
Hollon', take his soul
He a drop out
But his pockets filled with hundred rounds
Try me, you hear that choppa sound
'Cause you know they got a lot of 'em
[Outro]
Jason, think this n***a fakin'
Pussy n***a hatin', damn
I think I could take 'em
Gotta run into em, huh
That's the day I face him
Keyboard versus real guns
Permanently erase him (WOAH)