Letra de Rich Junkiez
You ready? You feel me? (DJ Bandz, aw, man)
Zombieland, taliban, who the biggest than me? (We done killed that boy beat, Vince, ain't gon' lie, it's dead)
You know? Ah, got racks
Duffle gang, nigga, spank
You feel me?
On God
On God
Okay

Been in the field, not goin' forth, they ain't playin' (Goin' forth)
Ain't nothin' but a rich-ass junkie 'cause they filled with money (A rich-ass junkie, bae)
On Billboard charts, still ridin' with bricks, in love with dirty money (10 a.m.)
A hundred mill' of grams at once, he movin' like a mummy (He movin' like a zombie)
His bitch tried tell me that she love me, try that on a dummy (Try that on a dummy)
That bulletproof two-hundred racks, made them import to me
I ain't got it in, runnin' from me (She ain't ready)
Try calm me down 'cause you get way too evil (Try calm me down)
They made me like this, had to go get even (You spin around)
They think be righteous once they played the leader (On God)

My cup is filled with muddy, can't put it down (Can't put it down)
My cup is filled with muddy, can't put it down (Can't put it down)
I want his head, you gon' get fed, just spin around (I want him gone)
Lieutenant Z, I up my rank, give me my crown (Can't wait no longer)
My cup is filled with muddy, can't put it down (I can't put it down)
My cup is filled with muddy, can't put it down (Can't put it down)
I want his head, you gon' get fed, just spin around (I want him gone)
Lieutenant Z, I up my rank, give me my crown (I'm weighin' on, ayy, ayy, uh)

Four shooters lease and he ran, now he Bullgreen, I don't think he see straight
I do one-sixty on E-ways, fuck in real life, don't do e-dates (Uh-uh)
Spot an opp lackin', he chased, I made 10K in my PJs
He signed and went broke in three days, off the Tris, I can't even see straight (Fuck this)
Niggas know how we rockin', they just talk tough on them tweet pages
LOE Shimmy just poured my cup up, I'm just drank talkin' right now
Every IG ho, I fucked them, every gun I had, I swapped it
Blood bath for gold in your pocket, outside clubs, won't hunt for watches (Fuck this)
I don't even be linkin' up outside of the gang, I'm with the Foxes (Tss)
I gotta lay low for Twitter, that's the only people that could stop us (Tss, tss, tss, tss)
Headshot, he can't see doctors (See doctors), extra kill, he can't holler (He can't holler)
Niggas squeal, they ain't solid, I need more lean, finna wife a dolly (Dolly)

My cup is filled with muddy, can't put it down (Can't put it down)
My cup is filled with muddy, can't put it down (Can't put it down)
I want his head, you gon' get fed, just spin around (I want him gone)
Lieutenant Z, I up my rank, give me my crown (Can't wait no longer)
My cup is filled with muddy, can't put it down (I can't put it down)
My cup is filled with muddy, can't put it down (Can't put it down)
I want his head, you gon' get fed, just spin around (I want him gone)
Lieutenant Z, I up my rank, give me my crown (I'm weighin' on)