See, I was trippin' the city with a big ol' pistol Trickin' off these niggaz in the Range, I was smokin', drinkin', end up kinda through my rear view, they followin' me
I wonder why the fuck are they me I seem niggaz creepin' two cars behind me You'll catch me slippin', just me and my piece You must be if you think I'ma call the police
I'm a beast, still got a Still got my Converse thumpin' down the and blue Bugatti This is Arm robbery, you can't deny me
My garage, a mirage, a collage of I look with the nine when I leave my home on tour in Japan, been relaxed in Rome This is grown man business, the tone
If I don't the number, won't answer my phone every area code, still stay in my zone I don't play no games now, bitch, I'm grown Now I crack your fuckin' neck to the I'm on, yeah
Six-four, chromed out, ragtop Get your up 'cause X can't stop rollin' Niggaz thought it was over but X came rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
Yeah, my release bang the streets We hang orangutans, mangle the beat hatin', gravitatin' to the lies that they tell My reality takin' over that fiction fail
What the hell, as well show the cards I'm holdin' Sweet taste, aromatic, backwood Got the Range supercharged, complete with the strut kit My chain to my dang-a-lang, what the fuck, bitch?
Boomerang my change, I some thangs My slang, click, bang and expose brains Then I pray, Our who art in Heaven Got people jumpin' out the buildin' like
X to the Z, landin' on them like Plymouth Rock You get knocked out, get in your fuckin' mouth Now know the business, you want it, come get it But if you rollin', throw it up, let me know you with it
Six-four, chromed out, ragtop Get your up 'cause X can't stop rollin' Niggaz it was over but X came back rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
Six-four, chromed out, ragtop Get your weight up 'cause X stop rollin' Niggaz it was over but X came back rollin' I got my own sack to roll, so I'm
Yeah, I my name over beats I binge on the finer things, you cringe in Escalation, elevation to another Sometimes it take a few steps to mentally grow
Here we go, what you know? Campaign in Straight West Coast and worldwide rollin' Got that Aston DV9 equipped with a stash box In case I ever find myself alone in a tight
Strip down my frame, repave my Insane with my ink pen, Kane complain when the chamber slide back and bang Make it like shit when you sayin' my name
It's the Golden State heavyweight, holdin' the 'Cause I'm a one man army, I need no help This is a pistol, I use to protect Careful these hollow points Is bad for health, my nia
Six-four, chromed out, rollin' Get your weight up X can't stop rollin' Niggaz it was over but X came back rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
Six-four, chromed out, ragtop Get your weight up 'cause X stop rollin' Niggaz thought it was but X came back rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
See, I was trippin' through the with a big ol' pistol Trickin' off these in the Range, rental I was smokin', drinkin', end up tipsy Lookin' my rear view, they followin' me
I wonder why the fuck are followin' me I them niggaz creepin' two cars behind me You'll never me slippin', just me and my piece You must be smokin' if you think I'ma call the