Flashin' in my face, can't even see my left hand
I feel like I'm a disgrace, come on, let's just jump in
I don't give a damn, my eyes feel like I got sprayed with mace
Can we at least make it back to my place
Made it in the rover, hopped out last week, it was a Challenger
Done caught me a coupe, it was a SRT, I'm a street racer
At Rolling Loud to Bonnaroo, from in the clouds to in the stu'
I'm sellin' out to all the crowds, I'm not a stranger to another banger
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Come get your side piece, I'm not for the streets
Only when I'm in that GT, let's bring it back to the plot
I was on my doorstep lookin' out for the cops
On my homie's shoulder, thinkin' why he look like an opp
We opened up the door, we ran to the room, sike the door was locked
We ain't know what to do, we went in the back
Hopped the gate with a locked latch
There goes my guard dog smelling what I got goin' on
Never shoulda hit that bong, got in the house with a broken finger
My dawg all over the floor, but to me I think he just hit another, another banger
Woah, woah, a broken finger, woah, woah, another banger
Mess with me, your life is in danger
When I hit the scene, I'm known as a player
Bang, bang, all them niggas
Bang, bang, twice all them niggas
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, ay, ayy
Mess with me, ride with me, forgive me for everything
Mess with me, ride with me, forgive me for everything
Mess with me, ride with me, forgive me for everything
Mess with me, ride with me, forgive me for everything
There are no more warnings, there are no more warnings
There are no more warnings, there are no more warnings
I want the crowd to see that shit
I want the crowd to see that shit