Letras
Ridin', blowin' big, sippin' on a daily basis
Quick to hop out on your block and wreck faces
Slanted slab in open spaces, looking good and standing tall
Beatin' down your block, knocking pictures off your wall (man)
I come around your block, turnin' heads and ridin' slow
With a pocket full of money, but I gots to get more
Stained and grained, my body swing as I swoop from lane to lane
To be seen without bang is like a piece without a chain (huh)
Jock me, knock me, but that kind of stuff don't stop me
Since I wanna be a baller, I got the real wanna watch me
Don't hate, just wait for me to skate down your street
Balled-out, smokin' Sweet with Benjamin Franklins on my feet
Bald fade, hit 'em with shades, never afros and braids
We stackin' can of Raids 'cause all roaches getting sprayed
Not cappin', just realer, still making player choices
Told you get straight to the horses, hear my name in different voices
Juiced-up and tore-down, on my flip, makin' my rounds
Smellin' like a pound, drippin', finna paint your town
Makin' way how I play, leanin' hard, don't let you doze
Popped up huggin' Vogues with mansion floors and starchy clothes (that's it)
Ridin', blowin' big, sippin' on a daily basis
Quick to hop out on your block and wreck faces
Slanted slab in open spaces, looking good and standing tall
Beatin' down your block, knocking pictures off your wall
Ridin', blowin' big, sippin' on a daily basis
Quick to hop out on your block and wreck faces
Slanted slab in open spaces, looking good and standing tall
Beatin' down your block, knocking pictures off your wall
Man, that's the Garden for real, flippin' Lexus two-seater
Mashin' 90 on the feeder with a dark señorita
And some long-haired Italian, piece and chain medallion
My currency increasin', I'm droppin' 50 on the gallon
I gots to come froze, look, they all say I'm cold
Slim slappin' frost, watch my currency unfold
I'm thinkin' ridin' long, seven days at the creek
Flex tatted on my arm, Hieroglyphics, maybe Greek
Never brag, never boast, flyin' coast to coast
On the plane, sippin' drank, eatin' scrambled eggs and toast
Chingale my padre, bought a Lexus for my madre
Red bubble lens, smokin' Swisher's on the highway
Parkin' on the sand, jumpin' up out of the van
Byzantine around my neck, diamonds glistenin' on my hand
Watch, I spin heads with my cranberry red
Remote controls, VCR, stretch 'Burbans with bed
Double stretch limousine, Twinkie inch Byzantine
I live my life up on a hustle, could it all be a dream?
Exotic beaches and pieces, white tigers on leashes
Me and Shane on the way to the lake, rollin' Kush, Rolexes and creases
In this game, on a mission, bladed-up Expedition
You ain't gotta be all in my face, I blind you hos from a distance
Chandeliers in my den, blowin' smoke in the wind
You can catch me in 600 or a big-bodied Benz (what?)
Ridin', blowin' big, sippin' on a daily basis
Quick to hop out on your block and wreck faces
Slanted slab in open spaces, looking good and standing tall
Beatin' down your block, knocking pictures off your wall
Ridin', blowin' big, sippin' on a daily basis
Quick to hop out on your block and wreck faces
Slanted slab in open spaces, looking good and standing tall
Beatin' down your block, knocking pictures off your wall