Mine all black with them blue stripes Like my black AR, and my blue nikes Broad day, whole clip, yeah I'm that tight Hang up out the sun roof and holla 'Tha** right!' Keep it smoked out, boutta get it bullet proofed Might be aiming at my head, y'all I hid a tool Ricocheted through my seats, and f** up my suede And we can't be having that you know what I paid? Bout a 125, with 4 in the split Two weeks with that work and that's what you get Swear a n***a on tour, that's that concert sound And ain't nobody gotta show, it's how it's supposed to sound n***a I woke up this morning, bought a Chevrolet 'Whatchu pay for the wheels?''Bout a quarter K' Got that b**h standing taller than a light pole They say the man behind the wheel is a psycho