[Verse 1: D Brash]
We predators, camouflaged
Discharge firearms
Kill your weak ass squadron
Burn heavy, clothes give you contact
Hennessy in my cup, I’m glowed up
This bitch nuts
Ain’t no wifing going on I’m trying to fuck
Hit the [?] smoke and forgot about the situation
Can’t take the bullshit raps it’s getting out of hand
Your bars supposed to be potent like the sour strand
Instead they trash, Glad bag you rappers up
Stretch your ass right in the ally where they can’t stand me
Cause I don’t give in, I’m not supposed to
Light up some weed fuck the bullshit trollers G
Keep finessing open doors up
I’m after taxes like the comptroller
Mercenary, the specialty is Napalm
Don’t be popping on my radar
The stakes get high like De la

[Chorus]
Talking to winners, sinners, no pretenders
Hennessy with the ginger
Talking to winners, sinners, no pretenders
Hennessy with the ginger
[Verse 2: Vic Spencer]
Back at it in the dungeon plotting on goldmines
The Yeezys sold, mine
I was posted, roasted
Looking at a rapper list the shit disgusting
The bitch busting
The Chevy truck cherry mustard
Slow down at green lights I gleam nice
When shit don’t seem right I turn bones to steamed rice
Trying not to be social at the events and shit
They mention Vic every five seconds, shit is hideous
Remember when I had the Wraith
Got brains from a bitch dressed as scarecrow
Entendres is airholes
I’m massaging the paragraph
Me being in the game, they scared of that
Beware of the dope, my n***a hopping the fences
Dropping a sentence equivalent to when God is mentioned
In big ass bud comas I’m still awake
N***as can’t take away how I feel today

[Chorus]
Talking to winners, sinners, no pretenders
Hennessy with the ginger
Talking to winners, sinners, no pretenders
Hennessy with the ginger