Yo, what's up?
What's up, playa?
What's up, kinfolk?
Oh yeah, we down it with it down here

We shines up the dubs
We blow dro, we gl*** it up
Oh yeah, we rag it back
We put the hard top on that thing, shawty

Do it like my west coast homies, put it on the ground
Let fire come out the back
What y'all know about that?

It's going down, young ballers with seven figures
Eighty foot candy painted yachts on the river
Platinum hitters, that's all I delivers
Tattoos on all affiliates and members
Say hoes, Little J drops in December

Until then, I bails through the land of gang members
Hot hoppers, scandalous hoes and crooked coppers
24/7, we grind feds try to pop us, can't stop us
Whole clique back out on choppers
And rock by my side quick to blast like Binoca

We do it dubs, this year it's twenty twos
Via satellite live on BET News
We crack rap, street *****z demand scratch
Front and back, rack Bentleys with ice plaques
Bombing on buses, hurting, hating, it's like, 'Whoah'
And if you didn't know I straight bang for my logo

Bending corners, hitting switches
Swerving these trays on big bunk suspensions
Come on shawty, come on shawty
Come on shawty, come on shawty
Come on shawty, come on shawty, come on shawty

Bending corners, hitting switches
Swerving these trays on big bunk suspensions
Come on shawty, come on shawty
Come on shawty, come on shawty
Come on shawty, come on shawty, come on shawty

All my west coast homies slam on your brakes
Hit the gas, go slow, go fast, Atlanta *****z drive the ***
Down the yellow brick road in a flash
Khujo Goodie, A-Town boss jack in a lumbalac
Keep off the sack

This how I'm yacking in an alien swerving
Deuce trays cutting them up like surgeons
Hit them indiscriminate, hollering like virgins
Don't come through here, facing fly they calling me like serving
Lick hitting got us in dips splurging

Reckless in the empress
With the gold fist padding plus it's *****ing
Bending corners over snakes, vanilla busters
Attracting all the neighborhood, jail baits
Mustard and mayonnaise, it's icing on the damn cake

Bending corners, hitting switches
Swerving these trays on big bunk suspensions
Come on shawty, come on shawty
Come on shawty, come on shawty
Come on shawty, come on shawty, come on shawty

Bending corners, hitting switches
Swerving these trays on big bunk suspensions
Come on shawty, come on shawty
Come on shawty, come on shawty
Come on shawty, come on shawty, come on shawty

I represent that 105 Crear Road
I hit the block in Chevy with the brains blown
I put it down for my folk on flat shores
Over to Clay Cole back up to Pinona Road

Them south boys with a mouth full of gold
Off in the door cliqued up with the west coast
Hitting switches, candy paint on Lo-Los
Bending corners, looking for them po-po

.45 cap with extra clips in the back
(Back)
Chromed out wheels with the bump in the match
(Match)
Drop that *** to the floor whenever we hit the gas
(Gas)
Kept them switching lane to lane, blowing on dro when I p***
(P***)

Rolex on voes, deuces on six-fours
(Fours)
Hit the trunk with the dro, hauling the money carload
(Load)
Southwest connect, from LA to the Deck
Slip Matola, Khujo Goodie, Mark Twain, doing jets, we

Bending corners, hitting switches
Swerving these trays on big bunk suspensions
Come on shawty, come on shawty
Come on shawty, come on shawty
Come on shawty, come on shawty, come on shawty

Bending corners, hitting switches
Swerving these trays on big bunk suspensions
Come on shawty, come on shawty
Come on shawty, come on shawty
Come on shawty, come on shawty, come on shawty