Boys out pushin vin
Friday night intimacy
Going out the family boar
Another dead through this door
Yo yo from the CIA, they're going
Yo yo what an artist said, they're going
Yo yo yo
Yo yo yo
Brad's off twisting a win
And I can't afford to pay the feds
And now I'm never late on Friday night
Transit cop looking to fight, he said
Yo yo from the CIA
Yo yo what an artist said, they're going
Yo yo yo!
Yo yo yo!
Don't hit fudging I'm
F*cking stupid roll up fight
I'd rather jump than pay
But they're gonna' book me anyway