[Intro]
Everybody's lookin', if you're jealous turn around
The AMG kit keeps us closer to the ground

We're gettin' good grip from the 50 series tires
The Alpine's bumpin', but I need the volume higher


[Hook]
Everybody's lookin', if you're jealous turn around
The AMG kit keeps us closer to the ground

We're gettin' good grip from the 50 series tires
The Alpine's bumpin', but I need the volume higher
Everybody's looking, if you're jealous turn around

The AMG kit keeps us closer to the ground
We're gettin' good grip from the 50 series tires
The Alpine's bumpin', but I need the volume higher


[Verse 1]
Aye! P-I double L, fresher than a ma'$#&@a

Bad (*##$es, no dresses in this ma'$#&@a
Blowin' loud, no stressing' in this ma'$#&@a
Big banks, no pressure on this ma'$#&@a

Professional when I do this %#@!
Always dressed in the newest %#@!
Gucci, Prada and Louis %#@!

Leave the #~!!@ all ruined, (*##$
Uh ? I'm goin' HAM in this mother$#&@er
Peanut butter, I'mma jam in this mother$#&@er

The bass steady kickin' and the Armor All shines
Pretty little chicken and I bet she is a dime
Feel like I'm goin' fishin', your (*##$ is on my line

Like a death row inmate's teeth, I'mma grind
Like a scale I'mma balance out
This money %#@! and this candid drop

Guaranteed when them bands come out
Them big booty hoes, their panties'll drop
Okay then? I'm throwin' bands in this mother$#&@er

So many hoes I need a van in this mother$#&@er

[Hook]


[Verse 2]
Aye! This that straight drop %#@!, shorty

Bad (*##$es pullin' up in a 6-40
One rollin' up the weed, one (*##$ snortin'
Master P, I double L, yeah, I been 'bout it

Experience what made me, 80 feet they raised me
Fourth quarter got paid, G
From the one to the three with your lady

Uh ? I'm Mike Vickin' in this mother$#&@er
Dog-ass ^!$$% trickin' in this mother$#&@er
Aye! It ain't trickin' if you got it, though

A lot of flow, it's like cocaina when I record
A lot of dope, I done seen them servin' beside the road
'Cause I am clean, they hatin', out of sight, they explode

(*##$! Take the roof up off this ma'$#&@a
I'm turnin' up, I'm the truth up in this ma'$#&@a
Got some ^!$$%s that'll shoot up in this ma'$#&@a

We 'bout this paper, gettin' loot all in this ma'$#&@a

[Hook]


[Verse 3]
Volume loud, blowin' loud with a six pack

Got the glock tucked if they want the chit-chat
Got a chopper on my side for the get-back
Guaranteed they think they clean, but their kit wack

Six pack on the stomach, make 'em vomit
Blood on his teeth whenever a ^!$$% dumpin'
Tried to warn you 'bout this weather

$#&@ around and get pneumonia
When the bullets start to rain
This ain't Southern California, (*##$

Stay strapped like a velcro tennis shoe
Got a bad (*##$ that will replenish you
Mortal Kombat, ^!$$%, I'll finish you

Ignorin' messages askin' me what I'm finna do
Been a fool with it, been a mother$#&@in' monster
Leave a ^!$$%'s $$# stinkin' in his trash by the dumpster
Got some little bitty ^!$$%s livin' fast that'll dump ya
It's the #1 rule, get cash as a youngster


[Hook]