text: Niggas iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh
  Got the blicky, uh, drum, it holds fifty, uh
  Scum Gang!
  Pop these niggas like a wheelie, nigga, you a silly nigga
  In the hood with them billy niggas and them Hoover niggas
  You run up and they shootin niggas, we aint hoopin, nigga
  Yo KB, you a loser, nigga, up that Uzi, nigga
  On the stoop, crills in my drawers, your girl on my phone
  She wanna fuck, but keep her clothes on, I only want the jaw
  Man thats really all I use her for as I kick her out the door
  I dont want her, you can keep the whore, she fiendin for some more
  In New York my niggas dont Milly Rock, my niggas money bop
  Blow a case, a nigga throwin shots, I run em off they block
  Quarter milli in the stash box, I grinded for my spot
  Niggas talkin bout that cash but my bag worth alot
  I dont fuck with no old hoes, only new hoes
  Put my dick in her backbone, I pass her to my bro
  I dont love her, thats a sad ho, she a bad ho
  Ima fuck her, then I dash home, to the cash ho
  Im on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch
  Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip
  I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit
  Shout out  but I fucked that niggas bitch
  Offset
  Diamonds hittin 
  When the boss talk, bitch, listen, huh 
  We get ya biscuit, huh 
  I sic out my dogs, they vicious, huh 
  Fuck these bitches, huh
  Had to run up the bag in the kitchen, huh 
  My nigga on stick shift 
  Get airlift, nigga, on some real shit, huh 
  Blow up the Nawf 
  Its all in them drawers 
  Let me see my opp 
  Ooh, 30 on my Glock 
  Plug em like a sock 
  Trap out the pot 
  Carbon grip the cartridge 
  Trap whip the marks 
  My rock cost milli 
  I take care of village 
  My bitch the realest 
  Wraith cost half a milli 
  Hermes, Balenci 
  My bitch Blooded like Clifford 
  Lambo speed shiftin 
  Get shot in your back like Ricky 
  Glock 40ll give you a hickey
  Smokin on cook like a hippy 
  She smoke up the dope on a visit 
  We hold it up first, then we blitzin 
  RIP to Pistol 
  Get whacked off when I whistle
  You got caught down bad, you a victim
  Niggas aint showin no sympathy
  Better think twice before you start dissin me
  Niggas iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh
  Got the blicky, uh, drum it holds fifty, uh
  Move milli, all my niggas on fifty, uh
  Talk down, pew pew pew, you silly, uh
  Hit a stain, fifty bands, all hunnids
  Spinning through ya block like a pop shove-it
  Shoot at me Im shooting back, Im getting buckets
  I aint wanna take his life but nigga, fuck it
  Im on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch
  Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip
  I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit
  Shout out... but I fucked that nigga bitch
  Im on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch
  Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip
  I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit
  Shout out... but I fucked that nigga bitch
  Scum Gang!