[Hook x2: Fetti Gang] This that dope flow, make you want to smoke yo n***as getting higher than the motherf**ing ozone Game in a choke hold, lame n***as go home 'Fore you f** 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: Fetti Gang] 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, a**ault rounds Either lay it down or get laid down [Hook] [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 n***as stunt, they bout it We wild, we leave them frowning I got a bad Italian, throw hundred's make her pile it All my n***as know is gang bang, boy don't get your a** ? All my n***as on a rampage, got your b**h 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 [Hook] [Verse 3: Fetti Gang] 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 n***as, that'll bring out sirens Got cold hearts that never gave a f**, and we love the violence f** all the small talk, Fetti Gang gang bang Hit 'em with the Chief Keef, p**y n***as get bang banged We got these n***as scared, cause we coppin' 'em like terrorists We some new n***as like marriages, I hope you better cherish it [Hook]