Edited by Lil Butcher.

Lyrics:
Verse 1: 
Aye, aye, aye

Moshin in the party no I am not feelin sorry
For these petty bitches nobody gon tell me what my fuckin name is
All my fuckin shooters gunnin down they brothers for some money
All y'all laugh like punk ass little bitches but this shit aint funny
No it aint not really funny all y'all tryna act all different
But I fight against the current yeah the fuckin sun is really sunny

Now i'm gonna pop some acid
Its jurassic
Rappin like im livin in the 19 90's
Yuh, we the murderers not the foreigners 
Driftin all the corners send em to the coroners.

And we do this everyday, always gettin paid and gettin laid by some random bitch 
Get up out my pitch.

Verse 2:

This beat goes hard though.
Aye, yuh, yuh
Always rep the number of my hometown, catch me in the playground
All y'all get down this a robbery we not scared to gun down
Sit down this a lesson, bout to pipe down
If you think this fire then all y'all turn down
Always bumpin trap shit, all y'all nap, shit, boutta take a lap, shit
I'll shoot you in yo fuckin face and blow off baseball cap, shit
Murder in the back, arson in the front
Liftin like a lumberjack, smokin on a blunt
And we sippin on the potion boutta feel the motion, floatin in the ocean, boutta cause commotion, yuh
Moshin in the party no I am not feelin sorry, your not in the fuckin story, bitch.

Aye, Aye, Aye

I'm a dumbass mothefucker 
Yeah and I aint gettin dumber
Your a punk ass fuckin sucker
Always rep my fuckin number. Yuh!

(noises)

Potion (Prod.Mathiastyner)

not really wanting to do this full time, just for fun.

Magiic