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[Intro: Axion] (Damn, Max, this one's too hard) (You recordin', Smerf?) Axion, yeah Call Johnny right now, yeah, look Get him on the phone, look Let him know, look, ayy, look [Verse 1: Axion] Two-piece too cute, but that ain't enough yet I'm in the D right now, I'm where the buffs at Smoke his ass, shit, they screamin' he was up next I can't think of shit to say, where my cup at? We the reason niggas can't go put they poles up Window down, switches on them when they rolled up One got grazed, but that other one got fold up "Acto, ain't you IUR?" Bitch, ain't I froze up? [Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd] All my clips don't give a fuck, they get the hoes bust Bitch asked can she have somethin', she can hold nut We shoot while kids around, we give no fucks I used to pimp my first girlfriend, she was a whole slut IUR Records, catch us out with that shit on us I'm feelin' like I'm Craig daddy with that shit on me I'm 'bout to be twenty-four and I'm these niggas' big homie If I'm in the function, best believe I got that blick on me [Verse 3: 81Hundo] If I'm on the function, huh, got that bitch on me That's a Glock, this a glitch, that one pop, this shoot quick I ain't goin' back and forth with dog, he a bitch Talkin' smoke, he inhale this type of shit, he gon' quit Fuck how you feel, fooly, just keep it real IUR, in the trenches with that shit on me for real Prices high, shop with me and you might get a better deal Couple blocks came gassy, but we got 'em for a deal [Verse 4: Axion] My lil' cuz behind the wheel because he got the better skills I got fifty thousand dollars for who get the better kill Ayy, they gotta know if A in town, I got a blick on me That's a— 23 with a switch on it Hellcat 'Rangos, no extra kit on it Cost a hundred thousand dollars just to sit on it Bitch, you know I like it with extra spit on it I went to Wafi, my left wrist, it got a brick on it [Verse 5: KrispyLife Kidd] Bitch pussy weak, I had to spit on it Modified my gun, took the drum off, threw some tits on it Your homie grave, I done been there and I done pissed on it Don't roll no weed on nothin' in here, it's some hit on it Recording, I can see the parking lot, a bird's-eye view Freaky bitch tryna bless a nigga like I said, "Achoo" She ask me do I rap, I said, "No, I write haikus" Before the rap, I was trappin', servin' all the white dudes [Verse 6: 81Hundo] Before the rap, I was fuckin' with that veg for real Why you cappin' like you gangster? When we caught you, bro, you ran for real That shit crazy, it don't happen, when we caught you, my Glock jammed for real I was out there tryna fix it, it kept jammin', I'm like, "Damn, for real?" Shit, let me chill out on that hot shit How the fuck is y'all gon' put some fear in us and y'all ain't drop shit How I'm supposed to be in love? Besides pussy, you ain't got shit Upped a dub, how the fuck is you a plug? That is not rich