[Chorus: AR Quest]
This that dope flow, make you want to smoke yo
Niggas getting higher than the motherfucking ozone
Game in a choke hold, lame niggas go home
'Fore you fuck around and get hit with the four-four
Oh no, them boys is whylin'
Fetti Gang, them boys is whylin'
GBE 300, my youngins, you know them boys is violent

[Verse 1: TrePounds]
Fetti Gang we violent, from Chiraq to Atlanistan
Our feet touch U.S. soil, but it's feeling like Afghanistan
It's a war outside, no man is safe huh
Either die like a coward, or strap up and stay strong
Taliban my state, feeling suicidal
So sick in the head, doc won't even check my vitals
I still feel like a bloodhound, after pulling up then drawing down
With 100 blocks, assault rounds
Either lay it down or get laid down

[Chorus: AR Quest]
This that dope flow, make you want to smoke yo
Niggas getting higher than the motherfucking ozone
Game in a choke hold, lame niggas go home
'Fore you fuck around and get hit with the four-four
Oh no, them boys is whylin'
Fetti Gang, them boys is whylin'
GBE 300, my youngins, you know them boys is violent

[Verse 2: SD]
See them boys be whylin', we come through loud and silenced
Fetti Gang they whylin', they got choppers that'll blow like ?
My niggas stunt, they bout it
We wild, we leave them frowning
I got a bad Italian, throw hundred's make her pile it
All my niggas know is gang bang, boy don't get your ass ?
All my niggas on a rampage, got your bitch doing a campaign
I'mma ball, they complicate
Each spray, they andale
Catch a body, he lingerie
Let his body be a runaway
Let's get it

[Chorus: AR Quest]
This that dope flow, make you want to smoke yo
Niggas getting higher than the motherfucking ozone
Game in a choke hold, lame niggas go home
'Fore you fuck around and get hit with the four-four
Oh no, them boys is whylin'
Fetti Gang, them boys is whylin'
GBE 300, my youngins, you know them boys is violent

[Verse 3: Chipz Ru]
You better cool it down, cause my boys be whylin'
With the black gloves and them black masks, my boys get violent
Got a hundred rounds with 300 niggas, that'll bring out sirens
Got cold hearts that never gave a fuck, and we love the violence
Fuck all the small talk, Fetti Gang gang bang
Hit 'em with the Chief Keef, pussy niggas get bang banged
We got these niggas scared, cause we coppin' 'em like terrorists
We some new niggas like marriages, I hope you better cherish it

[Chorus: AR Quest]
This that dope flow, make you want to smoke yo
Niggas getting higher than the motherfucking ozone
Game in a choke hold, lame niggas go home
'Fore you fuck around and get hit with the four-four
Oh no, them boys is whylin'
Fetti Gang, them boys is whylin'
GBE 300, my youngins, you know them boys is violent