Intro: Lil Zay Osama 
Benadryl, yeah 
We ain't really squashing no beef (Fatman productions), bitch, it's benadryl 
Ayy, ayy 
In my hood?you?can't pop out,?'cause it get trencherous 
Body bag, no?face mask, we won't mention it 
Yeah, yeah 
Hell yeah 
Hell yeah, ayy

Chorus: Lil Zay Osama 
In my hood, you can't pop out, 'cause it get trencherous 
Body bag, no face mask, we won't mention it 
No pass, for an opp, when I up on you, that's instant kill 
No pass, when I stretch this .40, you can't take Benadryl, yeah 
Fucked around riding with them .30's 
'Cause a fuck nigga like how lil' bro do 'em dirty 
Nobody that beef with me, boy we gon' hurt em 
Yeah, way before rap we be geekin' off them perkies

Verse: Lil Zay Osama 
Goddamn 
Face shots taken action 
I'm from the streets, no rappin' beef 
He know he ain't after me, gang 
6300, we bleed the shit 
Run from the 12, don't leave the blick 
Ride thru the opps, we see some shit 
Bus stop, left him at the bus stop 
Steppin' at the bus stop 
Put him to sleep, he up top 
Gang, these Glocks came with a switch 
Every Glock got an extension 
Everybody license suspended 
We be in traffic on business 
I be in traffic with killers 
Yeah, catch him, traffic 
He shaking like asses 
Blast him, bag him, kill a nigga, I'm just handsome 
He say I'm a bitch I'm just the young nigga that he ran from 
Bitch I’m plugged in, ain’t one hood in the city I can’t come

Chorus: Lil Zay Osama
In my hood, you can't pop out, 'cause it get trencherous
Body bag, no face mask, we won't mention it
No pass, for an opp, when I up on you, that's instant kill
No pass, I stand this .40, you can't take Benadryl, yeah
Fucked around riding with them .30's
'Cause a fuck nigga like how lil' bro do 'em dirty
Nobody beefin' with me, boy we gon' hurt em
Yeah, way before rap we be geekin' off them Perkies

Verse 2: Lil Durk
Stopped with the lick, 'cause I grew me a plug
Coulda played ball, but I wanted to be a thug
Rest in peace pack, nigga showin' fake love
Fuck that skull, nigga, I hit 'em with a shov'
You gotta watch out who you react with, chopper with the max spit
You be dead off association, gotta watch out who you snap with
Bitch, we North & 63rd , but we fuck with Zay now
And Pluto stayed off them drugs, had to keep some Ray Bans
I hate opp holes, opp nigga, and I hate friends
Last nigga died in the SRT, that's what I hate vans
Kel take your skirt off, in the Airbnb with my shirt off
But niggas in the lane on my radar, T-Man of the pills on my radar
Yeah, yeah, it get trencherous
And my opps, but you my cousin, just don't get it, yes
He ain't gon' shoot because he frigid, yeah

Chorus: Lil Zay Osama
In my hood, you can't pop out, 'cause it get trencherous
Body bag, no face mask, we won't mention it
No pass, for an opp, when I up on you, that's instant kill
No pass, I stand this .40, you can't take Benadryl, yeah
Fucked around riding with them .30's
'Cause a fuck nigga like how lil' bro do 'em dirty
Nobody beefin' with me, boy we gon' hurt em
Yeah, way before rap we be geekin' off them Perkies