[Hook x2: Z-Ro]
Even if it's raining I'm a still drop the top
That's some other silly sh*t n***as do when they have the time
Homie we don't give a damn we rolling we ain't tryin' to stop
Most likely we in a foreign but dogging it like it's a Boxframe Cadillac
[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
As I maintain from lane to lane
Whip wetter than a lake on fresh paint
Cutless with candy cane
n***as run up on the cane and get stained
Back 90 melted brain
Clique got his a** dancing with every color on everything
Police on my dick so I dip off in a different car
Stick some cutie Kansas I got workers off in Wichita
State to State like burn had the mask check the murder rate
n***a on my chain ain't got the nuts to catch a murder case
Made this fate, I got somebody's under this Gucci buckle
Them G.I. mafia your family n***a reach out and touch you
All the way from the East Side to Ivy now all my n***as mayor
Queens but no dramas so catch these hollas or catch the fare
Rolling solo yolo not calling coppers and bread
Homie so goin' off this dope then I pa** the blunt to my dead homie
They call me Freddie forgiato I don't f**k that vodka
Cop that handy in a minute we bust the bottle
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Z-Ro]
Today I feel like rolling through the city
So I guess that's what I'm gonna do
b**ch you wanna ride, you gotta be a 20
You betta' if you a 10 then I don't want you
And I want everybody to see me so I ride so slow
Damn right guess what we all gonna do
44 magnum pack a deck put a cereal bullet hole on you
I knock knock knocking on the truck like Jehovah's witnesses
And I don't even know who b**ch this is
But everytime she come up for air she keep sayin'
She wishin' her n***a got a dick this big
Ho you betta' swallow even a** drop
Don't get none of that on my seats
Baby there's a fan on my bed with p**y and titties
And a** can't compete
And there's something about when I drop my top
It's like bustin' a nut
And watch out the motherf**ker run up with the bullsh*t
I'm a beat 'em up and I'm a spill my guts
Homie I'm running on mayonnaise and mustard
The 60th loop till the interstate
Which one that don't matter add one of them motherf**kers
Cause they can all take us to get the cake
I remember my first car Canary yellow Cutla**
With the brown door to drive by mobile
I was eating and sleeping and living in
I woulda traded a mattress for my mobile
But nowadays when all change just a couple of stacks
Folks gave me and in the middle of falls gate highs
And in the front big falls gate in the back
[Hook x2]