It's Lune Squad motherfucker till I die

I'm creeping through your city hitting switches while I slide

Pistol on my waist, machete on my side

Test it if you want to, my homies down to die

Making deals with the devil and now we got to ride

We run up on you barefaced, what the fuck we got to hide?

Real Gs is some killas, don't fuck with a disguise

You pussies ain't no gangsta so all you bitches die

Die, die, motherfucker die, motherfucker die

We ride, motherfucker ride, motherfucker ride

So die, motherfucker die, motherfucker die

We ride, motherfucker ride, motherfucker ride

So die, motherfucker die, motherfucker die (die, die, die)

We ride, motherfucker ride, motherfucker ride (ride, ride, ride)

You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be? You need people like me. You need people like me so you can point your fuckin' fingers and say, "That's the bad guy." So say good night to the bad guy! The last time you gonna see a bad guy like this again...

I'm off on that Luney Juice, so high that I touch the sky

Roll the windows down and commit a fuckin' drive by

What you lookin' at bitch? I'm so fly

Drip's so damn good they should call it fuckin' homicide

Need a sacrifice, so we shank to your eye

L.S. in this bitch, no comprende, won't comply

When we see you weak bitches, Colombian necktie

We out hittin' switches and some bitches like bye

Die, die, motherfucker die, motherfucker die

We ride, motherfucker ride, motherfucker ride

So die, motherfucker die, motherfucker die

We ride, motherfucker ride, motherfucker ride

So die, motherfucker die, motherfucker die (die, die, die)

We ride, motherfucker ride, motherfucker ride (ride, ride, ride)