We ain't playin' with these motherfuckers

Couple thousand of 'em all jumpin'

Bodies all over the fuckin' pit

Got 'em on the front row, buggin'

We ain't playin' with these motherfuckers

Couple thousand of 'em all jumpin'

Bodies all over the fuckin' pit

Got 'em on the front row, buggin'

Head banger, bitch, head, head banger, head banger

Head banger, bitch—

Yeah

Lil street bitch from the block (yeah)

Ten deep, all in the drop (yeah)

Tell a hoe run me my knots

And likе school bus, I'ma make a few stops (bitch)

Fresh I comе, comin' out the box (yeah)

Jawn got 'em comin' out the socks

This real shit, no props

And it's still fuck everybody like thots (bitch)

Whole crowd pullin' on my shirt (shirt)

All this ass, let's twerk (twerk)

I brought henny and purp

Everybody open up, everybody take a slurp (bitch)

All blue hunnids, smurf (smurf)

These AKs, not Nerf (Nerf)

Got a lil twenty in the purse

Swear, if I make it rain, they surf (bitch)

Backpack, backpack

Got this knapsack, knapsack

When we pull up, clap that

We won't bag back, backtrack

If they tell you that they fuckin' with me

Then they full of shit, cap, cap

I might spin the block, bust a bitch

When I'm finished with her, catnap

We ain't playin' with these motherfuckers

Couple thousand and they all jumpin'

Bodies all over the fuckin' pit

Got 'em on the front row, buggin'

Bitch, it's Shyri from out east

All action, ain't 'bout peace

My boys rowdy, 'bout me

And will slide on 'em, no grease

We ain't playin' with these motherfuckers (yeah)

Couple thousand of 'em all jumpin' (yeah)

Bodies all over the fuckin' pit (yeah)

Got 'em on the front row, buggin' (yeah)

We ain't playin' with these motherfuckers (yeah)

Couple thousand of 'em all jumpin' (yeah)

Bodies all over the fuckin' pit (yeah)

Got 'em on the front row, buggin' (yeah)

Head banger, bitch, head, head banger, head banger

Head banger, bitch, head, head banger, head banger

Head banger, bitch, head, head banger, head banger

Head banger, bitch, head, head banger, head banger

Put these motherfuckers in a line while I wind up

Tell 'em sign up for the end 'cause they time's up

Take 'em to the parkin' lot

that I nicknamed "The Barbershop"

'cause I got a blade, get a line up

If I was the bigger man, I prob'ly wouldn't give a damn

I would put that energy behind us

Somebody got a couple pounds on me

So with the rounds on me and

pussy, you know where to find us

You could tell that was a diss

even if you missed the whole clip

And they played what I said backwards

Y'all bring another ounce of the beef to my plate

I'ma leave a car full of dead crackers, bloody red rappers

Yeah, he talkin' shit 'cause we, what, skinny?

But you walkin' 'round in a video with a gut

And some B-cup titties

Go, put a bra and some panties on

No, I don't need help, stand alone

Standin' on your gravesite with a camera phone

What you thought, I was gon' leave it alone?

I don't let shit slide and I sleep with the chrome

Motherfuckers outside tryna sleep at your home, bitch

Some people like your shit better, well, to each his own

I never heard a song of yours and told 'em, "keep it on"

I be ridin' 'round Nashville

With a strap on my lap, be a boss about it

Man, your shit trash, don't make another diss song 'bout me

Make a YouTube vlog about it, bitch

You don't wanna see a body in the middle of the street

With the fuckin' white chalk around it

Tried to hit up your phone 'cause

I've never been afraid of conflict

And I like to talk about it, bitch

(Yeah, yeah, yeah) head banger

(Yeah, yeah, yeah) banger, bitch

Banger, bitch, ha

Flip a barstool upside down

Fuck all four of y'all

I'll show you how to party, dog, get your boy jack-jawed

He'll be whinin', all lookin' for a Tylenol

Line 'em all up, pile 'em up in a hall

'round 'em up like a dog, pull the string like a ball

Ball of yarn on side of kitten paw for committin' dog

On the bed, knuckle weak, fuck it, mittens off

Sittin' in my skinnies, dog, with a skinny broad

Givin' me this short look, had to call a mini pause

I ain't studyin' her but she got a buddy that'll risk it all

'cause he got a bitch with a loose bra

He was too tall, had to get a poolstick

I ain't even gotta coup de grâ'

He was too big, had to get two sticks

I ain't even at a poolhall

Here we go, rum bum bum bum

808 headshot, no kickdrum

There's another punk laid up out back, no drunk

Blacked out, pulled back, hit the brakes, pump pump

Yeah, had to black out like an 80s rollerskatin' rink

Overnight him, let him pour a drink

Write him off like I did the dinner

When he took his baby mama out to the drive-thru Captain D's

You could rap a song about a G

But a G never had to rap a song about a P

Peon, so you can wrap it up

Or get your head wrapped in the E, R

But you could never rap with me

Hip hop, nah, you can't even wrap my jeep

I've been too raw for this scene

Ever since I took Campbell to meet Chuck D

Immortal work, forever I

Live in the beat, visualize

Slumerican, deep enterprise

Boats in the lake, ships in the sky

Grew from a seed, Alabama tide

Reap what you sow, weep 'til I die

Nothin' is owed, all this is mine

Grind for my piece, piece of the pie

We ain't playin' with these motherfuckers (yeah)

Couple thousand of 'em all jumpin' (yeah)

Bodies all over the fuckin' pit (yeah)

Got 'em on the front row, buggin' (yeah)

We ain't playin' with these motherfuckers (yeah)

Couple thousand of 'em all jumpin' (yeah)

Bodies all over the fuckin' pit (yeah)

Got 'em on the front row, buggin' (yeah)

Head banger, bitch