[Verse :1 K Chronix]
Try me n***a ill k** your whole family and i ain't playing with nobody i rob your album release party to catch a body with the shotty in my pants walking like a zombie pop you like a molly my squad g remains organized like the mob of john gotti front and i kick your f**ing a** like a mr. miyaga because my gun don't know karate but try me die g in a casket street smart like einstein with science to start static i'm back on my hard sh** b**h with my automatic Chronic a mother f**ing crazed trigger fanatic lost high and confused in the days when i blaze sh** n***as i know don't wanna hear that fake sh** or you trying to show me love hugging me on some gay sh** f** around i get you smoked clean like some kush in the astray b**h! when i pull up on your turf its homicide i rep 905 get high til i die word!
[Verse :2 Won Aze]
[Verse :3 Lyrikile Trife]
I went to bible cla** with a gun blasted a nun f** hell satan sent my a** to the sun
Chauvinist never to old to hold a biscuit rush your crib like a jahova witness and i'm a go to trial blowing my triggers ya'll crooks ain't tough need to smile more in your pictures i murdered my mother like norman bates now i'm a criminal i miss crime sick individual ask my peers in middle school if you walk my way home getting robbed is like a richul word born i keep it computer digital without no police tracing up no evidence lyrikile's the name 905 is the residence
[Verse :4 Pelly]
[Verse :5 Jidda]