[Intro]
(Yoyo)

[Chorus]
I'm mixing crunch with the Everclear
I go outside broad day fiends everywhere
Can't stand me uh, get a chair
I got a shooter he'll leave your brains everywhere
Sip double up, pack got bigger
Hit the pot with the overhand, bands got bigger
Riding through your hood creeping, I'm on a mission
Baby Draco that lil' bitch shooting missiles

[Bridge]
Uh, trap house jumping, pounds came through the air
Big racks like I was a ball player uh
Pack touch down, I ain't doing favors uh
Big .45 put him on the pavement
Serving that crunch, junkies they waiting
Whipping it up, trap out the basement
Pouring it up, lean you could taste it
Pounds in the front, run up you get [?]

[Verse 1]
Keezah keep a stick, we slide on occasions
I keep a chopstick, 30 stick daily
I keep a .30, get rocked like a baby
We slide with big choppas like we was the Navy
I'm in the A', you get sent to the gravey
I don't diss the opps, we run up in your basement
Uh, I'm doing frauds with the bank slips
I'm serving P's on the back strip
These n***as frauds, they some actors
I'm on the block bitch I'm active
Uh, I got the Glock 19 with attachments
Break down the P, split it up like a fraction
Hit the bowl, fork in the Pyrex
Spinned your whole block where you hiding?
My hundred round drum getting old, so I keep me a Glock with a pole
[Chorus]
I'm mixing crunch with the Everclear
I go outside broad day fiends everywhere
Can't stand me uh, get a chair
I got a shooter he'll leave your brains everywhere
Sip double up, pack got bigger
Hit the pot with the overhand, bands got bigger
Riding through your hood creeping, I'm on a mission
Baby Draco that lil bitch shooting missiles