Intro: Lil Durk 
I'm sayin' we be with the killers that kill all fuckin' the killers, nigga 
You know the fuck we rockin' man, fasho-fasho 
Murda on the beat so it's not nice

Verse 1: Lil Durk 
Niggas talkin' on the net, like, pop out, where you at? Ayy 
All we know is pop out with our guns, we from the 'Raq, ayy 
Pop out, catch that nigga tryna run we wet his back, ayy 
Are you cocky? Turned you to a dolphin 'cause you crack treys 
Bitch (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) 
Let's go (Ayy), bang (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) 
Boom (Ayy, ayy, ayy), yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy), yeah 
(Ayy, ayy,) Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang 
Keep yo' damn gun, even though he handsome he'll blam some 
Who you talkin' 'bout? Bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout grandson 
Foenem took them bullets, we put switches on them handguns 
Foenem got caught shootin' on the camera, put yo' mask on

Verse 2: King Von 
Von, uh, uh, uh, Von, uh, uh, uh 
Von, uh, uh, uh, Von, uh, uh 
I get that call, he at the box, I'm tryna kill him (Huh, what?) 
That bitch gon' tell me all the info, I'ma milk her (Huh, what?) 
To them, you super tough, to us you just a victim (You just a victim) 
My bitch be mad I come in late, bitch, I was drillin' (Bitch, I was drillin') 
The opps be tough, when they get shot they in they feelings (They in they feelings) 
Don't take too long I get that call, I'm there in minutes (Huh, huh?)

Chorus: Lil Durk & King Von
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Ayy, ayy)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Huh, huh?)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Ayy, ayy)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Huh, huh?)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Ayy, ayy)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Huh, huh?)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Ayy, ayy)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Huh, huh?)

Verse 3: Lil Durk & King Von
I be ridin' with my gun and I'm a felon (Huh, what?)
Since you cocky with your head we crack your melon (Huh, what?)
I put my trust inside my brother, but he was tellin' (Gang, gang)
This deeper than rap, but if I catch him, I'ma nail em (Grra, grra)
Where he stay he think he safe, but we know where he stay (Ayy)
On the Lam we do it for Moe, in the O we do it for Big A
GetBack Mode, what you off? Tic-tac-toe, what you thought?
He KO'ed, he think we soft, catch his ass and tear him off

Verse 4: King Von
See, back in school I was a fool, a real stepper
You better dip if you get hit, they cannot help you
They tryin' they best, they runnin' lights you going to melt
A nice pic on they shirt, that's what they better do
Set my alarm, It's time to kill 'cause we on schedule
I can't speak on what we doin', that shit federal
You thought that you caught me lackin', I'm ahead of you
You tryna rap and you get killed, they gon' be mad at you (Huh, huh?)

Chorus: Lil Durk & King Von
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Ayy, ayy)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Huh, huh?)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Ayy, ayy)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Huh, huh?)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Ayy, ayy)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Huh, huh?)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Ayy, ayy)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Huh, huh?)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Ayy, ayy)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Huh, huh?)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Ayy, ayy)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Huh, huh?)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Ayy, ayy)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Huh, huh?)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Ayy, ayy)
Gang (Ayy, ayy), gang (Huh, huh?)