text: Man, all the hoes in the fuckin background, yall shut the fuck up
  Fuck you talkin, man, R5 in the fuckin building
  Show some respect
  Kick them folks out the spot, slime
  She still talkin? 
  Oh, okay
  Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
  Yeah, send your best robber, know well kill him, thinkin he gon take mine
  Know Im ballin on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho like its Matt Ryan
  Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, cause Ima mind mine
  I grab a carbine, lil boy, my bitch, she fuckin on toys
  Bored, then jump off the porch, smokin opp pack in the Royce
  Im with R5, R5
  Catch you at the red light, black out
  Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
  Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out
  Rich nigga, I dont eat Popeyes
  Presidential Rollie, brought the clock out
  And I know you niggas tryna gain clout
  Yeah, you know were gonna FOX 5 em
  Yeah, you know were gonna FOX 5 em
  Yeah, you know were gonna FOX 5 em
  Yeah, were gonna FOX 5 em 
  Dont make me call the clock stopper 
  Ah, pretty lil vibe, skeetin in her eye
  Nickname jaw locker 
  Feel like I glide, I been gettin high
  Nigga, Im a pill popper 
  We got ten hundred-round choppers 
  Heard you was a junkie, used to steal copper 
  Pull up, whip game proper
  Money get A, lotta cake like Betty Crocker 
  Uh, beatin through your bae, stalkers, I know every day robbers, gotta keep a door stopper 
  Yeah, I be gettin more llama, Gunna, he a roadrunner, and his bitch a headhunter 
  Billions just like Ted Turner gotta keep a real burner, never been a store runner 
  These bitches yell, Go, Gunna 
  You gotta be your own boss, uh 
  Dressed like a showoff, go and get it, dont talk, let the money rub off 
  Nah, these niggas gettin cut off, this is not a love lost, well never do soft 
  You pussy niggas too soft 
  Free all my niggas, gotta prison walk 
  Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
  Yeah, send your best robber, know well kill him, thinkin he gon take mine
  Know Im ballin on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho like its Matt Ryan
  Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, cause Ima mind mine
  I grab a carbine, lil boy, my bitch, she fuckin on toys
  Bored, then jump off the porch, smokin opp pack in the Royce
  Im with R5, R5
  Catch you at the red light, black out
  Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
  Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out
  Hundred round drum on your boy, and we just hopped out a Royce
  We pullin up with a silencer, no, they aint makin noise
  Man, I had to pack the shirt, man, I had to peppermint it
  Yeah, I send a big blitz, yeah, I had to go and end it
  Go and drop the fuckin pin, well pull up in a minute
  Yeah, I know the Lord mad at me cause a nigga sinnin
  I aint talkin motherfuckin testin Ray J, man, I come out that Wraith just with motherfuckin bangers
  I let that cutter hit every angle, I come out that back, whips like Im Django
  What the fuck a pussy boy had said?
  I dont know if he aint speakin slime language
  And I just left town with ten, pockets on top, nigga, no time to count us 
  Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
  Yeah, send your best robber, know well kill him, thinkin he gon take mine
  Know Im ballin on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho like its Matt Ryan
  Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, cause Ima mind mine
  I grab a carbine, lil boy, my bitch, she fuckin on toys
  Bored, then jump off the porch, smokin opp pack in the Royce
  Im with R5, R5
  Catch you at the red light, black out
  Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
  Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out
  Rich nigga, I dont eat Popeyes
  Presidential Rollie, brought the clock out
  And I know you niggas tryna gain clout
  Yeah, you know were gonna FOX 5 em
  Yeah, you know were gonna FOX 5 em
  Yeah, you know were gonna FOX 5 em