text: My daddy said, Yeah, nigga
   Coming in for yours
  Niggas got them choppers and they knocking at your door
  The sirens getting louder when the bodies hit the floor
  Why you look confused? Motherfucker, this is war
  Yeah, nigga
  Ugh, yeah, nigga
  Yeah, nigga
  Ugh, yeah, nigga
  Ugh, yeah, nigga
  As this G shit begin, put this product placement on your chin
  The realest nigga breathing, yall pretend
  Real Crippy since I hopped off the swing
  With my strap, thats my peace offering 
  Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling
  Come put your lights out, I spark your apartment
  Deadline my clothing, dont fuck with Pink Dolphin
  Strap on his hairline, his forehead gets softened
  Send extras through his chest bones, shit, he dont need that coffin
  Most niggas wouldve run away, but me Im out here walking
  Bucket hat with my shades on, my wardrobe look awesome
  Now, nah, I aint on no dolphin, fuck rhyming, Im Cripping
  Niggas rap about what Im living
  All this false claiming, Im marring
  Doing drive-bys I aint steering
  White funerals, I aint tearin
  Fuck your bitch in front of your children
  Steal your whip side of my building, yeah
  Put my dick and nuts in her mouth, bust in her hair
  Im very rare, got my trigger on top of my underwear
  Bitch, Im everywhere and over there
  You die here, let off a pair 
   Coming in for yours
  Niggas got them choppers and they knocking at your door
  The sirens getting louder when the bodies hit the floor
  Why you look confused? Motherfucker, this is war
  Yeah, nigga
  Ugh, yeah, nigga
  Yeah, nigga
  Ugh, yeah, nigga
  Ugh, yeah, nigga
  House full of kilos, sold pound to zeros
  Cocaine my hero, you in Figg Side, getting Deebod
  Always asking for the burner, like, young niggas still freeload
  Heart big as my ego, dont fly around my signal
  Ill rearrange your dental, Crippy my house shoes
  Blue-rag disciples, murder, Im liable, you get the Eiffel
  Aim out the eyeball, Im getting violent, I got the strike once
  Wont get the strike twice, you niggas half-price
  Which means you half-off, Im going Adolf
  Im smoking bath salt, two sherm sticks, burn this, ooh
  Knock-knock through the condos
  ScHoolboy from the five-deuce
  But Hoover respect to you unranked
  Dont fuck around, get that chin banged
  Groovelining, Crip walk the whole mile
  Blue Belts, still my pants down
  Chuck Taylors, Cortezes, hush puppies
  My Glock, yeah, fuck buddy, make money, take money
  Earn crack money, drug money, bail money
  Heard they got life for me, but how they got life for me
  When they took that from me, since I had my nose runny
  I was out past sunny, had the strap by my tummy
  You can go and ask mommy, grab a body bag, homie, yeah
   Coming in for yours
  Niggas got them choppers and they knocking at your door
  The sirens getting louder when the bodies hit the floor
  Why you look confused? Mothafucka, this is war
  Yeah, nigga
  Ugh, yeah, nigga
  Yeah, nigga
  Ugh, yeah, nigga
  Ugh, yeah, nigga
  Bust my gun all by myself
  Rock cocaine all by myself
  Poured propane all on myself
  Go so hard might harm myself
  Yeah, nigga
  Ugh, yeah, nigga
  Yeah, nigga
  Yeah, nigga
  Yeah, its Kurupt young mothafucking Gotti
  Still rolling in a 6, I dont fuck with the Bugatti
  Come up in this mothafucka looking for a bitch
  She probably sucked on my dick then you kissed her on the lips
  The integral, South Central sentinel
  Get roped and choked, poetical tentacles stretch 
  Get roped and choked and rope-a-doped
  Extra overdose of the oki-doke
  Get a nigga smoked, I aint no joke
  Tired of this bullshit and everything yall talk about
  They walked em in, I walked em out
  They talked em in, I chalked em out
  Now cock back that Oxy 
  Walk inside, pistols popping, top is popping off
  Papadopoulos neighborhood, rolling 60 balls
  Ghetto tribalist, squeezing pussies like octopuses
  Nigga, show me where the money at, show me where the kush is
  Next time you see me Ill probably be in the bushes
  This is the reasons why I wont be fucking with pussies like you
  Me, Tyler, and ScHoolboy Q, we told em
   Coming in for yours
  Niggas got them choppers and they knocking at your door
  The sirens getting louder when the bodies hit the floor
  Why you look confused? Mothafucka, this is war
  Yeah, nigga
  Ugh, yeah, nigga
  Yeah, nigga
  Ugh, yeah, nigga
  Ugh, yeah, nigga