[Intro]
Loc'N
Ugh

[Verse 1: Cap1]
Look, thick bad (*##$ she a red bone
Ride shotgun love to get head from

Told me tell her when its coming told her here it come
Then its murder in the sheets ^!$$% red rum
Put her to sleep like a lulla bye

I aint you, Im the other guy
Got girls on girls thats the whole Aces
Got my money up now I need more haters

Big face Rollie with the stones in it
Drop top coupe gettin' dome in it
Pulled it off the lot told em chrome kit it

(*##$es lookin' at a ^!$$% like he gon' get it
Fly ^!$$% no parachute
Pulled up like where the roof?

Looked at her like where the roo?
Body fit in that dress like bod-a-boom
[Bridge: Cap 1]

Roll something, smoke something get ratchet
Bust it open look back get ratchet
In the middle of the club with the ratchet

If a ^!$$% really want it can happen
[Hook: Cap 1]
West coast ^!$$%s straight loc'n

East coast ^!$$%s straight loc'n
Midwest ^!$$%s straight loc'n
Got a section full of (*##$es they postin' (x3)

[Verse 2: Cap 1]
Black shades on Ray Charles
Givanchi with the grey sharks

Shootin' money on the (*##$es like an AR
Told her everything covered like State Farm
Pocket on swole like a fat ^!$$%

Anything I spend I make it back ^!$$%
Hit her once, fell asleep, now Im back in her
Make her run to the money like a track sprinter

Walkin' on Sunati these eight-fifty
(*##$es say I'm brand new cause she cant get me
Room full of bad (*##$es ^!$$% choose one

Two seater fit three had to lose some
[Bridge]
[Hook]

[Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle]
Hell yeah, ballin' is a habit ugh
^!$$%s like us gotta have it huh?

AR 15 automatic huh?
I ducked a bad (*##$ too dramatic
I got money days, hoes cant play me

See me out swingin' %#@! thug cant phase me
Owe me money? pay me
Fame cant change me

Black locs gold Rollie like I'm still gang bangin' oh
[Bridge]
[Hook]