Mister Young Nudy & Pi'erre Bourne (Ft. 21 Savage)

[Chorus: Young Nudy]
Uh-huh
Mister Traphouse (Traphouse)
Mister Dopeboy (Mister Dopeboy)
Mister Slimeball (Mister Slime)
Mister Get-My-Pack-Back (Get that pack back)
Mister Ran Off (Mister Ran Off)
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
I ain't bringin' nothin' back
Mister Coffin Them
Leave 'em dead, for real (Dead, for real)
I got sticks (We got sticks)
Put 'em in his face, ooh, he stiff (Ooh, he stiff)
Leave 'em cold and still (Cold)
Bitch, I'm cold, for real (I'm cold, for real)
Heart so cold, for real (Heart so cold)
Don't show no love, for real (Don't show no love, for real)

[Verse 1: Young Nudy]
All my life, I've been a hustler (Yeah)
Dopeboy, cap peeler, street young nigga
Get that money, fuck these hoes
All I know is freaks up
Stack that money, blue hunnid
Ten thousand daily
Y'all niggas talk crazy with that fire out
Know I'ma let that fire out (Bah)
Rush out, head got bust up
Niggas be talkin' like hoes
Pull up on 'em then I bust 'em (Boom)
Ain't really with that tongue wrestlin'
Y'all niggas talkin' cap
Y'all niggas really 'bout the cap rap
Pull out the strap, nigga, know I got that strap (Bah)
Yeah, I'm packin', you lackin' (Yeah)
Y'all niggas ain't 'bout no action (Yerr)
Nigga, I'm 'bout the action (Huh?)
I got the lights, camera, action (Okay)
Yeah, that shit get to flashin' (Flah, flah)
Damn, damn, don't nobody know what happened
(Don't nobody know what happened)
Don't nobody know what happened
(Don't nobody know what happened)
Damn, ooh, okay