Germ and the boys' rap over a beat featuring a vocal sample of Danielle Bregoli’s famous phrase “Catch me outside, how bow dah."

On an episode of The Dr. Phil Show, 13-year-old Danielle Bregoli confronts the… Read More [Verse 1: Northside Shawty]

It's that gutter motherfucker from the Northside (Northside)

Gold up on my teeth, I got that frostbite (Frostbite)

Still up in my hood, but my bands right (Bands right)

Smoking rock tar out the glass pipe (Glass pipe)

Swerving while I'm passin' up the red lights

Couple Xanax in me, need my mind right, mind right

Everybody say, "Goodnight to the bad guy"

I'm from a place in the dark where the dead die, dead die

Fuck your motherfucking camera if you—

(Fuck your motherfucking camera)

When it comes to heaven's gates, you can (Cash me ousside)

Slick Rick how I pimp on a bitch, how bow dah?

Slit wrist, drip, drip 'till I end, $uicide

[Verse 2: Papa Pine]

Ruby da Cherry - frozen, frozen posted with the script bottle open

Drippin' like a faucet broken

You think that you the fucking wave? I got the ocean flowin'

You think that you won't catch a fade? Yung $now be fuckin' locin'

Turn your head to marmalade, then light a blunt

I'm fuckin' smoking, choking

I got ten, I'm 'bout to hang, that pussyboy claim that he misspoke?

Now he boastin' Third Coast, I'm dirty south

I'm swangin' blades just like a fucking Frozen Shogun

Sip a spell, some muddy potion, pull up, and I flood the function

Got a bag, I leave it close, and money come and go

Sometimes you broke, sometimes you loaded

I feel so broke, I need to get loaded

"Fuck you" always been my slogan, curvin' hoes and blowin' Os

I'm slowly rollin' potent, gonna overdose—at least I'm hoping

[Verse 3: Beer Can Dan]

Bags to get, only a select few, fuck the rest

Big ass rude lil bitch, swallow the stick

Thirty round sack left her wet, yuh

Bags of cess, hit the button for the top on the 'Vette

Bet that hoe ain't never seen nothin' like this

Big Pun rocks on my wrist

I bet you love me, bruh, you look just like me, fuck

Back to back sluts, no fucks, just sucks

At ease, boy catch up (nigga!)

Front of Saks, five fifths

Smoke sac, I just wanna dab

Too much passion, kiss my ass, pull off in the jag

Gucci my V guts, can't be touched

Came in broken, pick me up

Young niggas out here know what's up

Back up the coupe, big boof

Neck bein' thrown, she the truth

Bow down, salute

Ski mask tucked tight

Weak ass crumb, gimme the loot