text: Im breaking it down 
  A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
  So Im taking him down 
  Oh my gosh, they live by the cold 
  You know we aint making a sound 
  You thinking about playing around with my respect
  Im making it blaow Im making it blaow 
  Im breaking it down 
  A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
  So Im taking him down 
  Oh my gosh, they live by the cold
  You know we aint making a sound 
  You thinking about playing around with my respect
  Im making it blaow Im making it blaow 
  Wish I could bring Pun back, blaow, nigga, run that
  Til they let Rowdy out, we gon let these semis out
  Wish I could bring Stacks back, Kyle, let the MAC clap
  Til they free Biggavel, gotta give you niggas hell
  Blicky make the nigga yell, beam hit his knees
  Made him scream, when that nigga fell, shootout with the law
  Or the morgue fore I sit in jail, niggas say they love me
  I can see it in these niggas eyes, they dont wish me well
  I dont need their company, they smilin when a nigga fell
  Seein that Im poppin in the shots, Im like the Durell
  Order stitches for these snitches, dead men tell no tales
  Diggin ditches for these niggas, toss em in, so well
  Drive-by, leave him in the street, nigga, road kill
  HBA, gold fronts, let me guess, So trill?
  Nigga, this is New York, make the wrong move
  And the goons let the tool spark, work hard and move salt
  8 Ball like pool holes, cracked like the pavement
  Diesel like the gas station, trap out the basement
  Blow in the Pyrex, mask on our faces
  Let em act sketch, but this lead will erase em, on gang
  Im breaking it down 
  A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
  So Im taking him down 
  Oh my gosh, they live by the cold 
  You know we aint making a sound 
  You thinking about playing around with my respect
  Im making it blaow Im making it blaow 
  Im breaking it down 
  A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
  So Im taking him down 
  Oh my gosh, they live by the cold
  You know we aint making a sound 
  You thinking about playing around with my respect
  Im making it blaow Im making it blaow 
  Creeping through the darkness
  Better think smart, kid
  Im finna spark shit
  Im creeping through the darkness
  Like a demon inside of a mosh pit 
  I could never go back, Im too deep in
  Tweaking, solo marine
  Put a bullet to your pillow, you sleep
  Security breach, paranoid fingers get bleached 
  Nightmares, Im not dreaming, I feel like a demon
  These motherfucking think Im cold
  I just sit back, light up a backwood
  But thats after I run up and kick in your door
  Its a go, I dont have a choice, compelled to
  The struggling pain, yeah thats what they made
  Now let me show what Im propelled to
  Satan said sorry, we even withheld you
  Had to link up with 6ix9ine
  Heard a voice speak from a dump room
  Said 6ix9ine about six times
  Then the candle went out and the horror went through
  Im breaking it down 
  A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
  So Im taking him down 
  Oh my gosh, they live by the cold 
  You know we aint making a sound 
  You thinking about playing around with my respect
  Im making it blaow Im making it blaow 
  Im breaking it down 
  A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
  So Im taking him down 
  Oh my gosh, they live by the cold
  You know we aint making a sound 
  You thinking about playing around with my respect
  Im making it blaow Im making it blaow