[Verse 1: Bussdown PESOS]
Yeah, ah, we blasting
Kick the door, we jacking
Blowback, we packing
No questions, we wack them
Them niggas know, we acting
Push a nigga shit backwards
When niggas on the other side, said they looking for me lacking
No cappin', you cappin', shit talking when I'm rapping
Dope slinging, I'm trapping
Chain hanging, I'm snatching
What it say, I'm [?]
You pupper, I'm cracking
You broke cause you lack a shot nigga, no bragging
In the field, John Madden
It's a movie, no acting
Keep it on me, no lacking
Gun on me, don't ax shit
You niggas there with no action
Pull up and we gon' crash you
Bullets make them do a back flip, gymnastics
[?], scandalous, I'm crafty
Hit for a hun' and now your bitch calling me daddy
She said she love me cause her nigga got her unhappy
Clutching on my forty while thе police trying to harass me

[Verse 2: Dirt Rich]
Stop with all that flexing, boy you brokе as shit, knock off
All my niggas killers, if you trippin' you get knocked off
I be sipping drink, I love the mud, I love to work hard
I was taught to get it back and stay away from cop cars
Everywhere I go they know my name I'm like a rock star
Yeah I keep that thing and I pop you like a pop tart
Stop with all the faking, boy you lame, you is not hard
Yeah I keep that thing and I pop you like a pop tart
Baby getting sloppy in a 'rari
I done brought the thing and it's a party
She was shaking ass like Cardi
Yeah I gotta hide, she my little toti
Baby getting sloppy in a 'rari
I done brought the thing and it's a party
She was shaking ass like Cardi
Yeah I gotta hide, she my little toti

[Verse 3: Rob Vicious]
Been on bullshit and I can't stop, and I won't stop till the chop click
Most of these niggas not shit, just pop a lot of that hot shit
Same pistol I flex would be the same you get popped with
You would think I was from China the way I fell in love with these chopsticks
You ain't gang nigga, be cautious
On this side, we live lawless
Broke bitches make me nauseous
Nigga we ain't taking no losses
Baby I ain't got no conscious
I ain't mean stupid, I'm honest
I got chopper rounds in my closet
And I hate niggas, I promise
We don't walk around with no wallet, at least a couple bands in my pocket
You don't walk it nigga, you talk it
Keep on talking I'm gonna chalk 'em
Stop it, ay lil' Rob you got a problem
I can't listen to no bitch, I never listened to my momma
Niggas love to play the role until it's time to do the drama
Bitch I'm about my money rolls, say bitch I'm all about the dollars
Say bitch I'm all about my dough, look bitch I'm all about the commas
Lil' nigga you a hoe and you remind my of yo moma (gang)
Trying to keep my cool for like a nigga fina spaz out
Lil' Rob is making moves is what them pussy niggas mad about
And I did done it all on twenty ninth from my dads house
And all I do is ball, say all a nigga do is cash out