text: Chump change, boy, now you gotta hate, boy
  Pull up the with the motherfucking AK, boy
  Pull up like its motherfucking game day, boy
  Shoot em with the pistol, shoot em point-blank, boy, yuh
  Chump change, boy, now you gotta hate, boy
  Pull up the with the motherfucking AK, boy
  Pull up like its motherfucking game day, boy
  Shoot em with the pistol, shoot em point-blank, boy, yuh
  Chump change, boy, now you gotta hate, boy
  Pull up the with the motherfucking AK, boy
  Pull up like its motherfucking game day, boy
  Shoot em with the pistol, shoot em point-blank, boy, yuh
  Product of the poison, you can bet your life on it
  Teeth got the ice on it, wrist still got the slice on it
  That walking stigmata and poltergeist
  Still feelin stuck every single night
  Dont give a fuck if I live or die
  Surprised to this point that I have survived
  Pull up with the motherfuckin AK tucked, bitchboy, good luck
  Yung Plague got the blade, hit the slay
  Then we spray with the .44 5
  Bitch, its Grey59, let the devil go and ride
  Aint nothing but a pussy if you gon throw shade
  Fuckboy, Im hungry, and you looking like steak
  Trigger finger itching, and you looking like fake
  Trash done passed and you looking like waste, yah
  Chump change, boy, now you gotta hate, boy
  Pull up the with the motherfucking AK, boy
  Pull up like its motherfucking game day, boy
  Shoot em with the pistol, shoot em point-blank, boy, yuh
  Chump change, boy, now you gotta hate, boy
  Pull up the with the motherfucking AK, boy
  Pull up like its motherfucking game day, boy
  Shoot em with the pistol, shoot em point-blank, boy, yuh
  Tonight we guaranteeing graves, tonights the night we ride
  Tomorrow will never come, yeah, tonights the night we die
  Yesterday I met my death, I think its been a long time
  Stuck in limbo with my kinfolk, gave my life to $uicide
  Yung Plague with the masked face
  Bones will never break because I rape the souls of those who chose the wicked road, Im haunting the afraid
  No name on the grave, just grey stains spray-painted slave to the great grey grave, ayy
  Lend me the help, or send me to hell, either way I know Ill die
  The G, the 5 the 9, its $UICIDE
  Chump change, boy, now you gotta hate, boy
  Pull up the with the motherfucking AK, boy
  Pull up like its motherfucking game day, boy
  Shoot em with the pistol, shoot em point-blank, boy, yuh