Slayworld Soldier yea Chillin Go Crazy
Uh huh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh uh, uh, yea, uh young nigga, uh

Me and my nigga really countin'
Them racks though ay no cap, no but look


No cap!


Big ass Glock on me it hold a hunnid rounds
Play around with my soldiers, they
Gon' gun you down, uh huh
Gen 4 came with a suppressor
It won't make a sound, uh uh
He say he on the block
We gon' spray around, yea!
Hellcat that bitch fast as fuck, uh uh
We up in Dior nigga yea we finna fuck it up
Fuckin' up the racks
Boy don't try yo luck, tweakin'
With Lil Jose yeah, leave you up
Yeah, uh, uh, uh, leave you dead
I just poured up some Tec now my cup red
I just fucked on this hoe now he upset
My loc he a crip, he still rockin' red

My loc he a
My loc he a crip, but he still rockin' red
Rockin' phew!
My loc he a uh, he gon blow yo edge
My loc he a uh-yea