[Interlude]:
Uh, five deep
Riding round the city, we need to eat
Perret talking sh** in the backseat
And we got them cups full of that bittersweet
Windows down and we got the speakers up
Screaming out the window "We don't give a f**!"
Nakai leaking out, hope his eyes don't shut
On The Run open yeah, we in luck
We glazed n***a, for days n***a
(x2)
Yeah, we glazed n***a, for days