[Intro]
But I always blow the yellow light
(My ni**a Lee, I think we got another one)
But I'm dressed in all this yellow, right?
But I always blow the yellow light (Skrrt)
But I'm dressed in all this (Hold up), ayy
[Chorus]
They keep telling me to slow down (Slow down)
Mmm, uh, but I always blow the yellow light (Ayy)
Can't let them ni**as catch me lacking at the red light (Nah)
Like it'll make them ni**as' day if I be dead, right? Huh
But I ain't dying, huh, and they ain't sliding, huh
And I ain't hiding, cappin' if they say they can't find me
Might commit a hate crime, huh, 'cause I hate slime, huh
From the baseline, up and under, do a ni**a shiesty
[Verse 1]
Huh, ah, Money takе somethin', huh, huh
DJ make that face, hе 'bout to shake somethin', duh
Huh, Money make that face, he 'bout to kill somethin', duh
I think I'm a zombie, I don't feel nothin', duh
Rose gold, back from the dead, back on his head
Whole lotta stacks on his head, racks on his head
b**by trap on that ass, I can't catch him last
b**bie Miles on that ass, I can do it all
If it's Friday Night Lights, pass me the ball
I don't stop at red lights, won't let 'em do me wrong
Nan' ni**a want the smoke, tell 'em prove me wrong
His baby mama smell my cologne, she wanna do it raw, uh
Huh, big dog, huh, Big Skub
Huh, on 5 'nem grave, knock your sh*t loose, huh
I don't make no diss songs, I get physical, huh
Make love to a b*tch, block the number, leave her miserable, uh
Pull up, nah, I'm high on drugs, deuce in a Town Club
Bunch of bands and an ounce of crud, need the chronic, need the mud
My opps weak as fu*k, they know I'll beat 'em up
Dyin'-ass ni**as ain't even tough, mad at me for what?
'Cause I'm that ni**a, huh, I ain't that ni**a (What else?)
See, I'm bomfortable, whole hood on my back, ni**a (Aw yeah)
Send them bullets at ni**as, they look like they run track, ni**a
Can't make me get on that ni**a, just tell me where you at, ni**a
Can't hang around me 'less you use a gun
Ho ni**a bleedin', we the reason that he losing blood
My scammer get it easy, couple pieces, got the newest drugs
Put them b*tches on the rifles, get a rocket, I'm the rudest one
Huh, ayy, them ni**as body count ain't like ours
We been scoring all year, whole team all-stars
Everybody shoot that b*tch from a distance, from afar
Everybody shoot that b*tch up close, real personal
We can shoot it any way, I'm just sayin', gang versatile
Huh, I still got more keys than Percival
Hold the chop any kind of way, it's reversible
If it's up there, it's stuck, ni**a, better check your vertical
[Chorus]
They keep telling me to slow down
Mmm, uh, but I always blow the yellow light
Can't let them ni**as catch me lacking at the red light
Like it'll make them ni**as' day if I be dead, right? Huh
But I ain't dying, huh, and they ain't sliding, huh
And I ain't hiding, cappin' if they say they can't find me
Might commit a hate crime, huh, 'cause I hate slime, huh
From the baseline, up and under, do a ni**a shiesty
[Verse 2]
Huh, late night, huh-huh, my pay right
Huh, I don't stop at gas stations, half a tank right
Huh, fu*k the brake light, huh, play it safe, right
Nah, stay dangerous, get a ni**a scraped, right
Huh, only gang, huh-huh, only squad
Huh, SMO 'til the day that I die
Every day go, nah, huh (My ni**a Lee, I think we got another one)
Every day go by, I be ready for the turn-up
Huh, hit the trap, get the work from my workers, uh
Pick up the phone, tryna get a ni**a murdered, uh
He talking brazy, we gon' leave him on his corner (What else?)
Talking brazy, we gon' leave him on his borner (ni**a, duh)
You with that 'til you ain't with that
'Til a ni**a pull up, now your people want some get-back
Say you was in that 'til a ni**a in that
Huh, spend a band, we'll do that sh*t again, jack
Huh, say you on that, huh, 'til I'm on that
Huh, shoot some sh*t of your body that won't grow back
Say you pressin', huh, 'til we press you
That bullsh*t you keep tryna do, I won't let you
Skuba Steve back on that tip, mask off and sh*t
Once we on your line, them apes ain't never getting off your sh*t
Shoot you in your eye, do it right before you crank
Shoot him in the eye before he saw, I got baptized in Wocky water
Bet I fu*k somebody daughter, huh, you won't catch me at the altar
b*tch, I'm married to the culture, b*tch, I'm married to the streets
You don't know what they did for me, they took care all my enemies
They ride for me, on side for me, you goddamn right they friend of me
You goddamn right they kin to me
Huh, Skilla Baby my mini-me
Gon' turn up, be a bigger me
He Southwest T, I'm Big Meech
On the same sh*t like symmetry
On the same sh*t, that's bymmetry
fu*k an old b*tch, now the same b*tch like, "You remember me? I know you do" (Aw yeah)
My b*tch say she don't wanna fu*k, huh, I know you do, huh
Get more money, then hurt people like I'm supposed to do
Driving full speed ahead, watch the motor move
I ain't even hit the NOS yet, I been broke the rules
[Chorus]
They keep telling me to slow down
Mmm, uh, but I always blow the yellow light
Can't let them ni**as catch me lacking at the red light
Like it'll make them ni**as' day if I be dead, right? Huh (Aw yeah)
But I ain't dying, huh, and they ain't sliding, huh
And I ain't hiding, cappin' if they say they can't find me
Might commit a hate crime, huh, 'cause I hate slime, huh
From the baseline, up and under, do a ni**a shiesty
[Outro]
Ayy, aw yeah
Ayy, ayy
Oh, let's go
Ayy, aw yeah