Yeah, I mean we can start this bitch over if you want to
Uh, I'm ridin' dirty
I'm out here tweakin', it ain't even seven-thirty
In the morning I be bored, bright and early
Brand new intake in that bitch, I make my car go vroom vroom
Vroom
Vroom
Vroom
Got some head up out that girl, she tryna take my soul
Brand new ARPs, this shit go through belly rolls
I count my money up, but then I watch it go
Niggas can't get no pass, what you on, uh
It's 2-8 add that double O
Still screamin' free Huncho Osama till he home
Ain't no love up in this shit, that's why I need my own
Everybody stop and stare, on this shirt, this Ape a beast
I'm the youngest nigga doin' it, you gotta learn from me
I'm on Lake Shore flyin' and I got that 30 on my knee
And if he try to run (Pah) he like "Aw, my knee!"
We turnt up in the Raq and got niggas turnt in the P
First time un-boxin' black ones, I put blood underneath
That's no cap, this happened right after we stop shootin' for Real Spill
I really coulda ran up on them niggas and start shootin' for real
But I ain't gon' lie, I went and put that pipe up
And showed em that these hands for real, I'ma beat yo life up
I-I-I looked up to the right and I seen 12 in two cars
But they just kept it movin', they ain't givin' no f*cks
Uh, I'm ridin' dirty
I'm out here tweakin', it ain't even seven-thirty
In the morning I be bored, bright and early
Brand new intake in that bitch, I make my car go vroom vroom
Vroom
Vroom
Vroom
Got some head up out that girl, she tryna take my soul
Brand new ARPs, this shit go through belly rolls
I count my money up, but then I watch it go
Niggas can't get no pass, what you on, uh
It's 2-8 add that double O
Still screamin' free Huncho Osama till he home
Ain't no love up in this shit, that's why I need my own
That's why I need my own
I be helpin' niggas, but for me, they gone
Everybody stickin' to they self, no problem though
They seen S-A-V on big screen, now they proud of Zoe
Don't talk about no exes, what the f*ck are those
All cash, fast cars, property's the goal
And when you up, count your blessings, they run out for sure
They talkin' bout some gang gang, but I see backdoor
Uh, I'm ridin' dirty
I'm out here tweakin', it ain't even seven-thirty
In the morning I be bored, bright and early
Brand new intake in that bitch, I make my car go vroom vroom
Vroom
Vroom
Vroom
Got some head up out that girl, she tryna take my soul
Brand new ARPs, this shit go through belly rolls
I count my money up, but then I watch it go