Medulla ft. RMF Sticks

Fah, Fah, Say where your shootas at

You can't play with 4FE round' me, push yo medulla back

Say he ain't get back, they touched his hat, I'm like where you was at

His potna got cracked, should've shot back, now his dude in this pack

Skrtt, skrtt, We finna switch the track

Two-three no attachments do my thing like Jaire from the Pack

Let bitch niggas have it, don't duck static, while it's life or you fake

Shit finna get tragic, check my stacks, I'm a real democrat

Push up in a scat, ain't know the map, he got his shit detached

All up in my feelings, bout that hoe, tryna see where she at