(Pre-Hook)
Hanging out the window with a big oak timber
I just get it slow, it ain't winter or December

Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums
Don't be yelling God now when them cars start loopin


(Hook)
I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint
Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums

I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint
Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums


(Verse)
I roll up, my tint drop (drop)
The stick pop (pop)

Hit the gas, get ghost through the grid lock (lock)
Watch and see how one key will get the grid locked
Watch and see how one me will get the crib hot

Your cunts can't stop in my ruthless ways
$#&@ around and turn this back to John Doe and boobie days
Think I give a $#&@ what your computers say?

Have you pissin in your trues when my ruga raised
I go hard like a wet square
Left everybody on the floor when I left there

Chopper knock a mother$#&@er out a fresh pair
Gunplay, gun smoke til it ain't no fresh air


(Pre-Hook)
Hanging out the window with a big oak timber
I just get it slow, it ain't winter or December

Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums
Don't be yelling God now when them cars start loopin


(Hook)
I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint
Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums

I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint
Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums


(Verse)
AR15 yay scrape off the beam
Aye, they want that free base, I'm on the feet chase

Forgies, no cheapskates, orgies in each state
More beef with each day, $#&@ your release day
I'm just that goon out that Maybach pluton

Now (*##$ bake that moola, slide it to me smooth
I blow my gun, and the blunt from my lung
And a cup from my rum and a stick for my drum

I'm out here, come see me, this oak big as a tree
When I go, write my testament in graffiti
All I know I got a piece and I'm pissin on peach trees

I know how that go, we bout that woah, believe me
We be?


(Pre-Hook)
Hanging out the window with a big oak timber
I just get it slow, it ain't winter or December

Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums
Don't be yelling God now when them cars start loopin


(Hook)
I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint
Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums

I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint
Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums