(ATK Ybeezy Verse 1)

I Ain't Tweaking With Them N*****
Them N***** Know Just What It Was
He Was Dissing On My Brother
Turned His Stupid Ass To Runtz
If He Stayed His Goofy Ass In The House
He Would Of Never Got His Stupid Ass Slumped
Now His Momma On The News
So She Acting Like She Hurt
Fuck That N**** Yo Son Up In The Motherfucking Dirt
He Was Talking All That Shit
We Put His Stupid Ass To Rest
It's Me And My Fucking Murder Twin
He Ready To Fucking Murk Sum
He Got 2 Brand New FN's
Shout Out To Quan He Know How To Work Sum

Yungeen Ace (Verse 2)
N**** Be Speaking On 23
But They Ain't Really Living Like That
Don't Make Mе Load Up
With The Gang And Run You Down In The Skat
Remеmber Quan Shot Back (Back) With A Mac
They Took One Of Mine You Know It's Tic For Tat
They Don't Be Outside
But I Know Where They At
Ran Up In His Shit
I Was Wearing All Black
You Know That I Don't Miss
Lil Boy I Caught That Diss
Bitch We Got 50 On This Glock
Ksoo Came With an Assist
Got Plenty Cash For All My Killers
My N***** They Hungry
They Ready To Kill Em
These 762 Bitch You Know Where It Hit Em
I Don't Care About His Momma
I Don't Care About No Children (Fuck Them)
I Smoke 9
I Smoke 8
I'm Tweaking With Lil Tekki (Woah)
I'm Smoking Bibby He Got Me High
But I Still Won't Let Em Kill Me
Step On That Boy You Know That I Told Em
Fuck That Bitch If He Up In A Rover
Fuck That N**** You Know He Ain't Soldier
Fresh Off A Drill Fuck I Look Like Pulling Over
I Can't Beef With 6 Block Them Boys Be Track Stars
The Cold Blooded Murder Case
You Know That I Make Stars
I Slang They Block With Elvis Guitar
Really Living This Shit
Real Rock Star Glock
We'll Smoke That Boy Put Him Up In A Gar
Who That Creeping Down The Street
Better Watch That Car (Better Watch That Car)
ATK Ybeezy (Verse 3)
Jit You A Bitch You Ain't Living Like That
How That N**** Gangster that Fuck N**** Rat
Been Camping At His Crib All Motherfucking Night
First N**** Out That Door
Better Have His Mind Right
I Been Told These Fuck N*****
Boy It's On Sight
Hear Me Well You See I Ain't Playing
Boy I'm Thirsty
When They Took 23
I Was Hurting
But Them Dead Ass N*****
We Ain't Speaking On The Dead
But The Opps Know We Ain't Playing
Pull Up Where They Fuck N**** Laying
Slide In The Mini Van
We Slide Them Doors
That Bitch Sound So Loud Like A Marching Band
I Know Somebody Hit
Fuck N**** We Don't Miss
Swiss Cheese The Whole Whip
We Shot That N**** Ass
So Many Times We Made His Car Flip
They Let Him Rest In Piss
We Would've Stood A Foot Back
But That Fuck N**** Ass A Bitch
And It's Still Fuck The 6
Don't Go Up In The House
I Got Some Shit That's
Going Thru Them Bricks
They On That Side Line
Shaking They Ass
Twerking Like A Bitch
Oh Seddy He a Bitch
All That Undercover Pressure
Fuck N**** Use Your Lips
Them N***** Mad That We Lit
And We All Bout Our Shit