[Intro]
Drilltime, what you cookin', n***a?

[Verse 1: Spinabenz]
Ayy, when I see you, I'ma push your shit back, boy
Choppa get to spittin' through your set, we don't fight, boy
Twelve paramedics couldn't save your fuckin' life, boy
Rod K dead and he never comin' back, boy
We gon' treat this bitch like a match how we strike, boy
Left his ass in the street, this the end of your life, boy
Last thing your ass hear, flashlight on this Mac, boy
Bro, these n***as soft as hell, all these n***as, they just act hard

[Verse 2: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa, Vanessa Carlton & Yungeen Ace]
I'ma shoot this bitch, when I motherfuckin' see you (And I need you)
I don't go nowhere without my motherfuckin' heat cool (And I need you)
Smokin' on Lil Peedy, I was smokin' Trey D too (And I need you)
Free my n***a Max 'til they motherfuckin' free you (And I need you)
Knock a n***a out, boy, you can get your ass beat too (And I need you)
Lil' ho, you trippin', baby girl, I don't need you (And I need you)
You could walk a thousand miles and I still don't wanna see you (And I need you)
I got the whole city scared, these n***as know what we do (And I need you)
(Hol' up)

[Verse 3: Yungeen Ace & Vanessa Carlton]
Who I smoke? (Who?) Bibby (And I need you)
Who I smoke? (Who?) Teki (And I'll miss you)
Who I smoke? (Who?) Lil Nine (And I need you)
And now I wonder (And I'll miss you)
Where the opps at? Got a low, I told 'em "Drop that" (And I'll miss you)
FN and it spittin', one in the head, ain't gotta cock it back (And I'll miss you)
Know I'm smokin' Jitt, and one thing, they just can't get him back (And I'll miss you, smokin' who?)
In the splat, back-to-back, (Skrrt), now we double back (And I'll m—)
My killer make his face go, that's one thing 'bout Ksoo (Ksoo)
No Hospital Gang, boy, you know that shit a case close (NHG)
Want him dead, bust his head, all I do is say, "Go" (Got get 'em)
Drop a opp, drop a thot, eeny-meeny-miny-mo (Eeny-meeny)

[Verse 4: FastMoney Goon & Vanessa Carlton]
I tote the rocket when I travel, I'm pistol packin' the heat pack (I'm pistol packin' in Hous')
I was lurkin' on his page and I caught him lackin' in Houston (We back)
We let off shots, he got shot and went live (I went live)
I was tweakin' like "Fuck, man, that bitch ain't die" (We'll go)
When they diss on two times, we gon' spin a few times (And I need you)
Glock .23 for two, three, let off rounds 'til you die (And I'll miss you, 'til you die)
Jumpout thought shit was sweet, 'til we found out the drop (And I need you, yeah)
Found out where that boy workin', then boy clocked 'em out