[Incomprehensible]
I just bought me a Coupe De ville
Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel
Now all the atl ****s wanna jack 'cause I'm from Texas
Never seen candy with the fifth on the back
I'm comin' down the west end, ****s tryin' to jack
And bust a right Coney Island pop the trunk and started cappin'
N****s was happenin' put they Burboun to the floor ***a
Hard to bust back but I was penetrating they doe
N***a in pa, it's like the wild, wild west
Throwin' all packed [Incomprehensible] and we all wear vests
When the s**t pop out, who gonna stunt
N***a ain't shootin' me first I fin to pop the trunk
These ****s keep talkin' like they want the funk
But ****s love to talk s**t I fin to pop the trunk
Runnin' off at they d**k suck as gettin' it crunk
N***a I'm high off this weed I fin to pop the trunk
Steady frontin' like a man but you show me a punk
Man I knew he was a b***h I had to pop the trunk
All we really came to do is just smoke some scum
These ****s steady runnin' me hot I'm fin to pop the trunk
You ****s didn't know that I was out of control
Slow yo roll for I put this chopper straight to yo fo'
Head you better off dead than to f**k around with psycho ****s
Don't be trying to plead yo case 'cause I don't even like no ****s
In my face, trying to question me about some drama
Only answer to two people God and my mama
Far as ****s tryin' to put me in the cross
Let 'em holler at my b***h, Nina Ross hoe house boss
I bet you mind somethin' in, run and tell a friend
[Incomprehensible] on the Gin, I think he said, "Trippin' once again"
It ain't no stoppin' me, get at me then I'm dumpin' on ya
Ridin' past yo funeral hangin' out the window slumpin' on ya
You didn't know, they didn't tell you boy you better listen
While I shoot this s**t before you put yourself in that position
N****s that know me know I specialize in havin' bump
You can have the tail way from the shovel so we can pop the trunk
These ****s keep talkin' like they want the funk
Man 'cause his b***h chose me I fin to pop the trunk
Runnin' off at they d**k suck as gettin' it crunk
'Cause I'm fu***' yo gal I got to pop the trunk
Steady frontin' like a man but you show me a punk
N***a tried to jack my car I had to pop the trunk
All we really came to do is just smoke some scum
Smokin' at the Tittie bar I had to pop the trunk
Under Cali's blue skies, smokin' on chronicles and chocolate ties
Even when we tell the truth, the hoes we lies
Man ain't no disguise, doin' ninety week flies
Ain't got no time for middle men and small fries
Only money conversation and big thighs
Let me talk to your boss man, the ***a wit the pies
And back yo a** up and don't act so surprised
When pistols start to c***, hands start to rise
Nobody move too fast I advise
Or you can catch a hot one right between ya eyes
Recognize I done set me sights on the prize
And put lights out with boom fifty bye, bye
I'm labeling my life off of rap and weed highs
And ask my agent bout my fu***' shoe size
But fu***' wit' us ain't wise
We get crunk, we came to pop the trunk
What, the trunk
These ****s keep talkin' like they want the funk
I knew he was the police I had to pop the trunk
Runnin' off at they d**k suck as gettin' it crunk
Man I'm sippin' on [Incomprehensible] poppin' the trunk
Steady frontin' like a man but you show me a punk
[Incomprehensible] I had to pop the trunk
All we really came to do is just smoke some scum
To make it, make it crunk I had to pop the trunk
I know that they some b*****s had to pop the trunk
California to Texas poppin' the trunk
Ugk and Celly Cell we 'bout to pop the trunk
Sippin' on Hennessey [Incomprehensible] I fin to pop the trunk, b***h
Smoke somethin', D time, pa, uh, '97
Smoke somethin', representin' money, like too short b***h