Locked on red dot, hot tempo caught
Savin' for the red drop top, vet damn engine still hot
My Jordan 6 chrome steppin' on the pedal too long,
The exhaust gettin' hot
Smokin' at the light, sparkin' at the pipe, evaluatin' life
Man, watch out, my nigga, I need room out here
I'm runnin' with some goons out here, like bow down, lay you in a tomb out here
Punch you out your shoes out here,
You ain't got no waves
Slott tell him, shake with his hoe ways
Bro stuffing weight in a Bape hoodie,
What's goody
Lacing air force 1's, it's not a movie
What's Gucci? What's Godly
Usin' a groupie, ain't touch her body
Rocky, chain under t-shirt, I'm ballin', look at my posse
Might fly to Belize
Run up some G's
And cut up some cheese
And do it with ease
Rabb
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Locked on red dot, hot tempo caught
Savin' for the red drop top, vet damn engine still hot
My Jordan 6 chrome steppin' on the pedal too long,
The exhaust gettin' hot
Smokin' at the light, sparkin' at the pipe, evaluatin' life
Man, watch out, my nigga, I need room out here
I'm runnin' with some goons out here, like bow down, lay you in a tomb out here
Punch you out your shoes out here,
You ain't got no waves
Slott tell him, shake with his hoe ways
Bro stuffing weight in a Bape hoodie,
What's goody
Lacing air force 1's, it's not a movie
What's Gucci? What's Godly
Usin' a groupie, ain't touch her body
Rocky, chain under t-shirt, I'm ballin', look at my posse
Might fly to Belize
Run up some G's
And cut up some cheese
And do it with ease
Rabb
Savin' for the red drop top, vet damn engine still hot
My Jordan 6 chrome steppin' on the pedal too long,
The exhaust gettin' hot
Smokin' at the light, sparkin' at the pipe, evaluatin' life
Man, watch out, my nigga, I need room out here
I'm runnin' with some goons out here, like bow down, lay you in a tomb out here
Punch you out your shoes out here,
You ain't got no waves
Slott tell him, shake with his hoe ways
Bro stuffing weight in a Bape hoodie,
What's goody
Lacing air force 1's, it's not a movie
What's Gucci? What's Godly
Usin' a groupie, ain't touch her body
Rocky, chain under t-shirt, I'm ballin', look at my posse
Might fly to Belize
Run up some G's
And cut up some cheese
And do it with ease
Rabb
Writer: Terry Rabb
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