DXE DXE DXE

Tari, get over here

One shot and he dead

And a ho he wish he had

Die, die, die, die, die, die, die

K-I-L-L-T-H-E-M-A-L-L, I'ma kill them all

Die, die, die, die, die

Suck my—

Bitch wanna have my kids

You really don't know how I, I

I woke up and got this rich

I pull up inside that AMG GT 63, black tint, huh

I pulled down the window, shot my shot

Roll it up, now you can't see shit

You play with my gang, you gon' die

You play with my gang, they gon' slide

I'm toting that Glock on my hip

You know we gon' slide

We smokin' that fire, we get fried

We smokin' that boy to the sky

We ridin', ain't never get tired

You know how we ride

I be so goddamn high

I be geeked up, I'ma die

Walkin' round feelin' like a zombie

Demons crossed around yo' house

Homixide Gang bring the fire

**** make this shit die

Never gon' pay no mind

Spray the whole block, get fried

Die, die, die, die, die, die, die

K-I-L-L

One shot and he dead

And a ho he wish he had

Die, die, die, die