(It′s a smash!) Play-play-play-play

Players never doubt

(You did good, $lick)

It's that demented motherfucker, I′m kickin' it with my brothers

I'm reppin′ the 59, you know grey the fucking color

My gat screamin′, "Kill 'em Wetto, hit ′em where they lay!"

Smokin' ′em like some indo, let the pistol up and spray

Never could be fucked with, my dick, they love to suck it

They calling me game seven $lick, I switch a bitch like subjects

Pull up continental, make a hoe get sentimental

I got 18K in dental, ballin' with no fundamentals

Michael Jackson off a thriller dose, hold off on the killer dose

Cookin′ up in a rental (bam!), Emeril with the chemicals

Grippin' on my genitals, Northside general

Pull up in that Benz, Forgis turn it something cynical, anyway (Northside!)

Thinking I'm ′bout to die by anyday (Northside!)

Half high pass five (Northside!), rollin′ up that Mary Jay (Northside!)

I might drop 30 like I'm Curry (Northside!) with no NBA (Northside!)

Hop out, Eddie Murray with the stick (Northside!) and let it swing away (Northside!)

Hot boy turn the block out, pimping out the crack house

Macking up on these bitches, flew a hoe to fuck from Krakow

My dick threw her back out, packed and flew her back out

Been running and gunning and fucking, all while tripping in a black-out

Mane, it′s the killer (North), Northside gorilla

Mom and dad both fiends and my ex a pill dealer (Northside!)

Tell me who keep it realer? There's no drug I ain′t touched

Basquiat your face, and I Banksy your place up

Boy aim with your face up, these clowns with no makeup

This me before warm-ups, I ain't even laced up

Fuckboy get your rank up, robbing and dealing and homicide

Spice 1 Wetto from the ghetto, I was born to die

Ruby gettin′ up in them gizzards, neck look like a blizzard

Keepin' an eye on these snakes in the grass, so I move just like a lizard

Backwood tastes vanilla, popping painkillers

Grip the .45, I feel like the Grey Gorilla

Chickenheads flocking, they think I'm a quesadilla

Beating up the pussy, I must be a ladykiller, yeah

Papa Pine break yo′ spine, rub her clit like it′s a vibe

Now she's asking what′s my sign, so I threw up the 59 (Grey!)

I'm the Lord of the 7th Ward, pick the lock on heaven′s door

Feel no need to settle scores, leave pussies red and sore

Never called her back, she breakin' down like metalcore

Everybody steals my sauce like they fiending for peppercorn (7th Ward!)

Check the score (7th Ward!), Grey 59, five and o′ in the fourth (7th Ward!)

What a chore, rolled a blunt so big (7th Ward!) we'll have to light it with a torch (7th Ward!)

Whip look like it might've lost the Second World War, yah (7th Ward!)

Ruby such an animal (7th Ward!)

7th Ward Dragon, when I breathe, it′s fucking flammable

Keep my clique tight and isolated like we cannibals

Spit so many bars you′ll think infinity is tangible

All these fucking chains, you would think I'm wearing manacles

Yeah, bitch, tell me what′s happenin'

Dick so big, I′ll turn her pussy to the Grand Canyon

All my haters pussy, like I keep on smelling salmon

Keep it old school, I might pull up with a cannon

Yeah, bitch, tell me what it is

Wake up with a smile, picking out the right fit

O.J. in the mornin', like I stabbed a white bitch

Every color in the fucking rainbow, suck my white dick

Wait for a beep, dial 5-9 and hit the pound

Um, okay, so I′ll talk to you later