[VERSE 1: MR COATHANGER]
I wanna be so rich i don't even know what year it is
Car so fast I don't even know gear it is
Lost the flow, oh wait no here it is
I'm not even serious, this bitch delirious
Have you walking home alone why you look so furious
Bitch are you serious?
Pretty lazy but maybe money will change me
Doubt it
But the fact that I rap crazy will get me fine ladies
90 baby from the real EP
Killin' it for the people that fuck' with PG
This is what I do
Bitch this is not new
We coming for round 2
We hope that you down too
Spittin' it, rippin' it
Give a shit, not a bit
Hit a bitch, palmin' it
Prominent, dominant
Stompin' so I'm stompin' it, I'm confident
Runnin from the cops and shit
Way too many poppers hit..

[HOOK]
Ya, I'm gettin' sick of your shit man
(NO FUCKING DIE x2)
You got a brain dude, quit talking shit man
(NO FUCKING DIE x2)
You need to buck the fuck up and shut up man
(NO FUCKING DIE x2)
Cause I'm rollin' with 2 crews, that's enough to fucked man
(NO FUCKING DIE x2)

[VERSE 2: JESSE TURVEY]

Tell me what the fuck you know about me?
I hate a lot of people and smoke a lot weed
Shiit, that's enough about me
Who the fuck are you?
Why you asking me?
I spit shit like an asshole
And I'm bashful, with a glass flow
You bitches are fragile
I'm breaking' you
Takin' you down to the river and I'm banking you
Better get acquainted with the H -2 -O
Flow, your hoes, my drugs, her nose
I get it poppin' like some bottles
And My rpm Raps per minute full throttle
Now the beat is pickin' up
And I used to be a squirrel but I didn't get my nut
Must of dropped that mother fucker on the way to the top
So when we pop off, remember that you didn't give a fuck BITCH

[HOOK x2]
Ya, I'm gettin' sick of your shit man
(NO FUCKING DIE x2)
You got a brain dude, quit talking shit man
(NO FUCKING DIE x2)
You need to buck the fuck up and shut up man
(NO FUCKING DIE x2)
Cause I'm rollin' with 2 crews, that's enough to fucked man
(NO FUCKING DIE x2)