I pull up with my steeze, I pull up with the black pentagon
We steppin' through the streets, we pull up in the palace, yeah, yeah
When I come out the door, I'ma tell them I come out more
I promise with my G's, we gonna make it outside
I promise with my G's, we gonna make it outside
I promise with my G's, we gonna make it outside
Every time I pull up, they look at me like, say, I be that guy
Hey, hey, cause I am dressed on white
Oya gbese now, with the men on black
Oya make you guide, cause e go fit sup now
And you go look up, oh, and you go look down, oh
If e no be God, then I fall down, cast o
Then I fall down, crash o
Charge me to court, oh, oh, oh, oh