Little youngin' who you talking to Check the time Aye yo boi it's past yo' curfew After 9 We got daggers, we correct We gon' point em at yo' neck Benz truck Or a coupe We still gon' cut it up We don't give a damn about you rich boys We gon' fuck it up Slice slice slice slice We pull up So now yo' shooters actin nice See now us we from the gutter Down under So we gon' fuck up all this money Faster than we count it up Claiming you up next Well to that I do detest Fuck with us We noose you up And hang you by a palm tree This is real Not a game Ain't no damn reviving Fuck yo guns We got blades What's that sound When I slice It go Little youngin' who you talking to Check the time Aye yo boi it's past yo' curfew After 9 We got daggers, we correct We gon' point em at yo' neck