[Intro: Yung Prozac & ohtrapstar]
Hold up, hold up
Klokez going crazy
Uh
This how we coming, slime
Slatt!
Aye, what's good slime?
Man, we gotta tell 'em how the fuck we coming
Aye, what, what we got going on
Fuck these n***as talking 'bout

[Verse 1: Yung Prozac]
You is not slime, you is not slatt
She looking good, put dick in her back
Slime in the party, bring in the gat
Who shot it up? That n***a Prozac
Look at me crazy, this is payback
Why is you mad, go get you a stack

[Bridge: Yung Prozac]
Shawty broke my heart, so I broke her face
I been going hard, but this ain't pokerface
Hop up in the Wraith, bitch it look like space
Then I skrt off, and I do the race

[Verse 2: Ohtrapstar]
You is not blood, you is not crip
Red dot my Uzi, I got a grip
Christian Dior, I got a (?)
Racks, they be counterfeit, I had to flip
(?) in my cup, that's what I sip
FN my gun, semi gon' hit (slatt)
Step one, equip a gun
Step two, reload the gun
Step three, we tote them guns
We got sticks, we got drums
[Verse 3: Yung Prozac]
Goth n***a, switchblade
My n***as gorillas, big apes
This is no love song, I ain't Drake
My n***as been slimes, big snakes
I might just go thump a n***a in these Chanel shoes
Make a n***a go missing, huh, n***a blues clues
Your momma gonna see your face, n***a, on the damn news
I'm speaking with a lisp, n***a yeah, I sip big juice
Take your hoe back my n***a, yeah she smell like dog food
She tryna fuck again, my n***a, sorry bitch, I'm too cute
Dropped out at 16, my n***a, yeah I said fuck school
Put my hat sideways, yes bitch, I'm gon' shoot