[Intro: BabyTron]
(Ayy, Clover, what up?)
Turn his block into Nuketown
I'll turn his block into Nuketown
Ayy, ShittyBoyz

[Verse 1: BabyTron]
Turn his block into Nuketown
Choppa with the muzzle make the poof sound
Benz looking like a UFO with the roof down
Flying off the Runtz, grab yo bitch when I swoop down
I'm the truth now but you knew that
"Who that?", bitch, it's BabyTron, with yo through-ass
I ain't gon' lie, yo capping-ass should wear two hats
I'm feeling like The Punisher, I'm riding 'round with two straps

[Verse 2: Brooks]
Yeah
Brooks [?] wake up with yo ho
If she ain't tryna fuck then the bitch gotta go
Pulling up to the White House with a heavy load
[?] the rubber for the [?] something you gotta know
Is you perping or you working? N***a, tell me what you sold
Loving all on that bitch, I'll still do her bold
Tryna book me for a show? Need a thousand on the nose
Test run, get a thousand of thеm bitches sold
[Verse 3: BabyTron]
Abusive on the road, jamming 201s
Chop split thе double team [?]
Play tee, fuck it, I'ma do the 1s
Went and got a bag, had to give the hooping up
All it took was the right BIN
Big-ass gadget on me, I'm a Spy Kid
Ruth's Chris dinner type shit when I dine in
Demons on my ass, praying God let the light in

[Verse 4: Brooks]
Balenciaga tripping [?] you know how I play it
Fuck that, white tee, 'Miri jeans, crackheads
Shot the bag down the way 'fore I got it back in
Doing all the driving, treat her like my best friend
Got the monkey on my back, oh, not this shit again
Drink the whole pint of the lean, wake up, do it again
Said she wanna fuck, well won't you bring yo friend too?
My n***a in the kitchen showing off his dance moves

[Outro: Brooks]
My n***a in the kitchen showing off his dance moves
My n***a in the kitchen showing off his dance moves