Letras
Ay, yo, Akrite, I know you're supposed to go downtown and get these P's off
But we've been sippin' and smokin, drinkin' this Remy Ma
Nigga, you know I do tequila, nigga, you trippin
And now I wanna party, uh-oh
You are now tuned into the coldest duo
Where lowrider's ride and the pitbull's are blue nose
Where black and brown connect, and the women shake culo
Down on Fifth Ave, where you know who to root for
Hit the 94 and the G, then we cruise slow
It's just me and Akrite whoopin ass, we up two-zero
Left Coast hoodies, Left Coast chains
And a pound that we flamed so the crowd know we do smoke
It's loud, yes, we do know
What do you expect from two African-American artists born on the West
Nevertheless, I ain't steppin' in nothin that isn't fresh
From the school of hard knocks, tell me when it didn't test
Hopped out, then we stepped, look at baby in the dress
Nice thighs, better eyes with an ass and bigger breasts
I can tell from the time I arrived, she been impressed
Where your friends so we can spin, have y'all ridin' with winning vets, baby, uh
Slidin' down Fifth Ave
One of two things, chase ass, or we make cash
It's lookin' lit tonight, hit the brakes, Ak
Nah, Kazie, I'm just tryin' to get this cake back
Slidin' down Fifth Ave (yadda, yadda)
It's Friday night, I'm tryin' to see where the bitches at
We down here for business, my nigga, we tryna get it back
Ay, slidin' 'round Fifth Ave in the four door
Out here for business, got connections for some more dough
Under five'10 but bitch I ain't on my bolo
Pro clubs, SD fitted, my socks is Polo
Shorty in the low-low, titties jumpin like a pogo
Caught my attention while I'm outside smokin' on dro
Stackin' up my paper, tryin' to double and I hope so
AZ in the winter, somewhere down there in the show low
From the coast, though
Take a couple trips, smokin' indo
EA Sports, I got game like Nintendo
Slidin' around with Kazie while the smoke touch the window