(Kendrick Lamar)
Tell 'em Kendrick did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?
Tell 'em Kendrick did it, who put the West back in front of shit?
Tell 'em Kendrick did it, ayy, I'm trippin' and I'm loving it
Tell 'em Kendrick did it, like, wha—
Hi, have you ever been a joint and you know it?
Have you ever had to flip your unemployment?
On the dead guys, nigga, I ain't going

(Peysoh)
Ayy, on the dead ones
We'll treat an enemigo like some bread crumbs
All of my killers on go, like, who said something?
Redrum, all I think about when I see heads come
Do my dance, hit the chop when I see opps go
Let 'em claim it, we the ones who really pop, bro
Don't televise it, we the ones who letting chops blow
Opps know, let 'em piss him off and it's a flop show
Murder man, singing murder music off a murder van
Beat the pussy up like I been celibate and I murder sound
Who is him? One and only shotta, known as murder man
Catch you doing dirty, it's no other way but murder plans
I broke her heart and you the type to go and fix it
Don't wanna speak if you ain't talking 'bout no ticket
I'm bougie with it, but I might just let you kiss it
Hit that block with diamonds on me, you could tell 'em Peysoh did it

(Kendrick Lamar & Peysoh)
Tell 'em Peysoh did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?
Tell 'em Peysoh did it, who put the West back in front of shit?
Tell 'em Peysoh did it, ayy, I'm trippin' and I'm loving it
Tell 'em Peysoh did it, like, wha—
Hi, have you ever been a joint and you know it?
Have you ever had to flip your unemployment?
On the dead guys, nigga, I ain't going

(Hitta J3 & Kendrick Lamar)
Hop out suicide doors, it's the Hitta, man
You don't wanna see them doors sliding on the Caravan
I know killers who was catching bodies and not one fade
I was thirteen up at Avalon, popping chains
Fourteen, riding minibikes with some dead friends
Twenty-one, flag on my head like a Taliban
Twenty-five, feeling like the box, it was full of sand
At the cemetery, fuck that, that's where I could've been
142nd, I'm connected like I'm Rosecrans
Kinda shit I seen, try and forget and I will pop a Xan'
Upping scores, doing files, sacrifices like a boxing ring
Can't throw in the towel, pistol-packing since a child
Ayy, like it's Iraq, shooter name Hussein
Riding with the dirty blicky, switchy, make a new flame
She said I been a dog all my life, bae, can you change?
True to my religion, Cuban links, more than two chains

(Kendrick Lamar & Hitta J3)
Tell 'em Hitta did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?
Tell 'em Hitta did it, who put the West back in front of shit?
Tell 'em Hitta did it, ayy, I'm tripping and I'm loving it

(YoungThreat)
It's getting down to the wire
Get on my Bob the Builder shit, get down with the pliers
Been coming back-to-back hits, how this nigga ain't tired?
I'm with some rockstar bitches, they want Lizzie McGuire
I'm switching gears, I pop the clutch, I'll send a nigga up
A risk-taker, I'll call you niggas' bluff
If they hanging out for real, we come deduct, tucking tails, they out of luck
When it's wartime, they hiding in the cut
Y'all had y'all chance, y'all couldn't do it
I swear I'm comin' worse than y'all baby moms, I'm putting niggas through it
They hate to see me doing it
Meal ticket, I'm pursuing it
I'm in the field for real, UCLA Bruins
They asking how I do it, how a young nigga so fluent
I kept my mouth closed and I ain't never leave no witness
D.O.A. up on the scene, tell 'em YoungThreat did it, nigga