When a man *** jump in a ding dong, no bluetooth, bro turn up the radio M-E-Y The dot dot hit him up like two-pack, man abuse that if they run *** out I swear that these youths are dying for clout More time I don't give no reaction, send my young boy to come run in your *** These rogue youths wanna bitch and tussle, this *** ain't a scuffle, I'm hearing you out The dot dot hit him up like two-pack, man abuse that if they run *** out Some new plates on you, I'm gangsta as well, talk bad but your trap's on drought I spin this round like a snapback, don't backtrack to get bun in your mouth Why they all don't run them games, pull up on wreck it, my name ain't Ralph Small step out on the yard, man flex, I tuck the 9X when I'm leaving my *** J Smoke double clutched up, whipping, he ragged that bitch, man it gives four laughs On a 179 back wheeler, I'm concealing, I'm splinting in my pouch And we don't ever worry about flash, we step on the gas, that *** weighs hard If I pull up like Jeepers, creepers know the street, they should watch them scream and shout And hang out the ride with a flim, light up the flim, watch it spark And if they trapping out the chopper, I hit top gear like I'm sticking a car They got bro-bro locked and they landing, ah ***, how they ching this clark? I never really thought about music, so it's crazy how I made it this far I still slap this one on them mains, I do *** big, I don't give two ***s Them boy already know my face, they see me walk past and he don't talk up Underrated legend like Kedder, Kedder, my ex-girl call me a slut Trucy, I didn't give her no closure, *** the best friend, mash the boom-boom up I sit back, reminisce about the past, I'm tryna live large and run up my pesos These niggas ain't seen no racks, I really dropped four on my block, that's fuego I bust that shot by the costa, spoke me a cop car, man like Diego Run, sprint, dash, when you see the undies, pull up in plainclothes When you see the undies, pull up in plainclothes 3001, I'm on the back, man, hop off the back and pack my shank Niggas love talk till I pull up at gaffs, posted, passenger seat with a whack My man got bold in his hat for the chat, bad man, we don't get no chat We spin this coupe, let me slap this plaque, YD to my right, my slime, I slap And we keeps moving, man, come in then I'm out and I'm moving packs And that's what I ain't losing that, back the dot, dot, I'm abusing that Big man, who's screwing that? Best fix that facial, I'll ruin that Slapped off blanks, you shooting that, I never knew a man could shoot like that Like, *** it, I love it, J.S. done done it, you should've seen the way that I swung it Civilian saying that does it, I'm booting his head on the mainstream, I bust it My ex-girls kept on fussing, just hold this Sutton, see opps are up it Bro, holding a Dutch and I done him, I would've took a life but he kept on running Like Rambo's twinning, like Zac and Cody, Brodie, fool say you bad, come show me I don't need drip or a bust down Rollie, you know me, wine on the window slowly Lock my shoulders, lean back, then let go They've got ruffles, please come get your cash back, but it ain't from Tesco Big boy, whap it, massage and I let go When I'm in them, jump in a ding dong, no Bluetooth, bro, turn up the radio Press gas, I just seen them plain clothes, straight back roads, you don't know about main road Reloading the green was lame, can't complain, got that for change though Dreaming time when the gang them say so, smile on my face when I heard that case drill Run up and close and see that's that clap Bad bitch throw it back for the gang and yes it claps back when I tell it to clap And you don't know nothing about trap, your land don't ring and your batch is brass