Verse 1 - Tru Trilla

Hold up pa pa
You moving too quick
Don’t slip in that ka ka
Guns like sci-fi
Knock out your wifi
Flatten your tyres flip your ba ha
Everybody laughing like Ah ha
I take two pull off the za za
Smoking it all up like drive by
Principal and codes are I abide by
Y’all too late for the plate we like bye bye
My loved ones and my family I die by
Beat your ass twice third time I’m like why try
We got guns long as Jay our bullets the size of ty ty
Oh five la familia shoot up your top five drop rhymes and kill ya
Y’all chicken like poppies bad food bad move y’all not live
Leave you lopsided on the black top top side
We the real going against us is not wise
Hit you right by the stop sign

Hook 1 – Tru Trilla

End the day
Real fast real quick
End the day
Shut it down that’s it
End the day
Yeah wired your mouth
End the day
Knocked out laid out
End the day
Real fast real quick
End the day
Shut it down that’s it
End the day
Yeah wired your mouth
End the day
Knocked out laid out

Verse 2 - Ruste Juxx

BK with the ruggedness
Empty out the SK when you nugget gliss
Shining like you need your head chopped off
Put some coke on the trail throw the cops off
Many men wish death on Rus
So I broke the safety off and keep the scatter on buss
You get touched, like little kids around Woody Allen
Performing at The Roots when I'm live on Jimmy Fallon
This is automatic fire, returned at opposition
Face shot him when he ran out of his ammunition
I'm hotter than Canola oil on the fire
Big Vic, I been lit like Richard Pryor
Burnin' desire that put you in the box
Beat you bloody with my fist, then I hit you with the axe
I merk rappers with my hands on the mic man
Like a fuckin’ mad truck when I strike, bam!

Hook 2 - Tru Trilla

End the day
Real fast real quick
End the day
Shut it down that’s it
End the day
Yeah wired your mouth
End the day
Knocked out laid out
End the day
Real fast real quick
End the day
Shut it down that’s it
End the day
Yeah wired your mouth
End the day
Knocked out laid out

Verse 3 - Julius Luciano of Shoe Gang

Yeah, Shoe Gang is crazy I gotta’ warn ya’
Whether you want the bars or the beef, I got it for ya’
Watch how you move, every corner them cameras on ya’
I’m from Long Beach Cali fuckin’ hammer packin' fornia
I’m on edge like the styling gel that your bitch use
Blicky got the magazine but they’ll get the issues
I bell with the pistols, send a shell through your tissues
I’m a ticking time bomb, you can tell by my lit fuse
I been a rebel like Bobby Shmurda’s homie
Skating to my goals, you can’t block me like a goalie
Movin’ through the lanes with the roof missin’ in a drop top I call Ginóbili
I’m the opposite of phony
I come from a place where hella’ crime after dark
So I don’t give a fuck about tryna’ climb up the charts
I got the shit that feeds your brain like I’m John Henrik Clarke
I don’t rhyme for the shine I just rhyme from the heart, right

Hook 3 - Tru Trilla

End the day
Real fast real quick
End the day
Shut it down that’s it
End the day
Yeah wired your mouth
End the day
Knocked out laid out
End the day
Real fast real quick
End the day
Shut it down that’s it
End the day
Yeah wired your mouth
End the day
Knocked out laid out