[Verse 1: J. $tash]
Ok, first off 954
Relax Gang, n***a fall back
In the traphouse with Bukkweat
Fuck them jack boys, cause we all strapped
Spent a couple thousand last week
Hit a small lick, made it all back
Always talking shit, cause I don't give a fuck
Fuck trill n***a, I been in all black
Ask your ho about me, she love the kid
And these Tumblr bitches think I'm all that
Only use these hoes for they address
Need to pack a pound, they on that
Got a Spanish ho, got a white bitch
Got a mixed bitch, and they hoodrats
Mouth fulla' gold, stick to the code
Everywhere I go, I keep two straps, n***a
B's up, hoes down
If your bitch can't swim, then the ho gon' drown
I don't fuck around, ? spray you down with the 5
Real n***as die, 954 Lauderhill Deepside
My n***as slide if I say go, green light
Can't run from the sticks cause them hoods just flop n***a

[Verse 2: Bukkweat Bill]
No child support, baby mama good
My swag good, I drank good
My flow dope, n***a cook it up
Let it sit and I go hard
Florida n***a, I'm a nasty n***a
I fuck a ho in your backyard
Swipe that pussy, gas card
Got a fo'-fo', that's eight bars
Get spaced out, go quasar
I hate cops, fuck the police
I grill your ass, no gold teeth
Relax Gang, Bukkake
Boy, y'all can't stop Weat
I work hard like an athlete
J. $tash, slid the track and I fuck that beat like a dog and he
I ride with my n***a, get high with my n***a
Fuck the same ho, high five my n***a
Whole clique strapped, don't try my n***a
Click, clack, bow, bye bye my n***a
Got a whole lotta' n***as outside my n***a
You can run my n***a, can't hide my n***a
Uh, you ain't hard to find my n***a
I'll be in your crib, surprise my n***a
Uh, B's up, hoes down
If the money acting funny I'll murk that clown
Yeah n***a, J. $tash lay you down with the fire
It's 38666, Westside
Dive in that pussy, head first
But fuck them hoes, get bread first
I shake my dreads 'til my neck hurt
Relax Gang or get murked, n***a