[Gudda Gudda: Intro]
Millzie
What's poppin' my J?

[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda]
Okay, Gudda times 2, double you know the [bad word] circles round you squares
Man I swear these niggas lame
And I'm sippin' on the slow mo
My eyes are very low low
Toss your girl and then [bad word] right back just like a yoyo [bad word] with me is a no-no, [bad word] the hammer on the 4-4
Take yo girl and make her suck below the belt, yeah that's a low blow
I'm a big dog you a Toto
Shoot you like a photo
One deep riding solo, still get it poppin' like a note off
All black, ski mask, red [bad word] down your chimney, all red like Santa
Music spike the fan up, Twizzy roll the dutch
And we gonn get retarded like the short yellow bus [bad word] I'm talking reckless, 50 thousand for the necklace
I'm the one who bring the drama to the beats I'm young and reckless
I'm marching while I'm stepping
Young money's what I'm reppin'
Niggas better tuck they [bad word] if they got 'em in my section

[Jae Millz - [bad word] 
Not a reporter but I put you on the news too
I'm a skyscraper, just with all the screws loose
Tell the nurse I need my [bad word] meds
Potato on the toast, like where that [bad word] bread [bad word]  I'm a [bad word] psychopath
When you die I have the right to laugh
I'm a [bad word] psychopath
Hannibal Lecter mask, straight jacket swag

[Verse 2: Jae Millz]
Blue City since they shouting out my team, I'm a forever rep
Only reason your girl from Faithful, cause I ain't met her yet
Boy your mind together is what you better get
Take something of mine, I cut your arm short like Bill Belacic
Grown man games, grown man talk, grown man ape
But if I'm on my lazy [bad word]  I got young boys that will leave a grown man sling
I never grown man slang, bang, while I'm seeing b gang
And that tech send you the trauma, that's that T-Pain
I'm singing I'm in love with my trigger
Hanging out the window, ski mask on, tearing [bad word] up,
Something like Arlene is cousin in menace, when he took caine out [bad word] you and the niggas, we could bang out
You wailing for respect, I'm on the same route
Niggas talking that dumb [bad word] But that dumb [bad word] is what my game bout
On grown man jewelry, your [bad word] cloudy like it's bout to rain out
Me and Gudda will tear down this [bad word] Rebuild it, renovate it, then deja-vu [bad word]  [bad word] 

[Verse 3: Gudda Gudda]
I'm a lunatic, psycopath, put me in my straight jacket
I call my choppas head sticks and I don't play mattin'
I'm causing straight havoc, New Orleans straight savage
Versace on me, yeah I got expensive taste habits
Hands on the steering wheel, watch me make this [bad word] squirl
Pop the clutch, pop the dutch, smoke and watch the [bad word] burn [bad word] for my spot, lames get dome check
If we was on the yard, I need a car, you getting phone check
Rookie I'm a grown vet, all red Corvette
I got my stripes in the streets like a war vet
Your girl starin', watch the [bad word] getting loose, loose
And I'm a go psycho in that [bad word]  cause my screws loose
 [bad word]