Letras
I'm cool on you bitch, you let another nigga fuck you
Let a nigga touch you, let a nigga slut you (ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm cool on you bitch, you let another nigga fuck you
Let a nigga touch you, let a nigga ons you
(Dre, you okay?)
Bitch, I can't fuck with you, you broke, I'm sorry (I'm sorry)
Brodie in the back asking heads, do they part up? (I'm sorry)
Many heads lump, maybe shit'll get gnarly (gnarly)
Tryna ride this wave, nigga, you gon' be salty (salty)
Nigga, don't play in my faces, I'll pop you (pop you)
Nigga, I'll drop you (drop you, I ain't-)
Nigga, that's my word to you, I'm cool on you, bitch
You let another nigga fuck you (fuck you)
Another nigga touch you (touch you)
Another nigga slut you (ayy)
(Ayy) bitch, you ain't never seen no G's 'til I showed you
I ain't never rode foreign 'til I came and got you ('til I came and got you)
You was kinda popped too (ayy), I just let it slide, boo (ayy)
And I'm barking down your street
Nigga, this a SRT, the boys dumb as fuck (ayy, ayy)
If they ever think 'bout chasing me, a hundred G's up
Nigga, yeah, I say that faithfully (yeah, a hundred G's)
Nigga, use a pipsqueak
You ain't got no fuckin' chance (you ain't got no fuckin' chance)
I got wronged with this switch and this thick-ass bitch
And she look me in my eyes and said, "Baby, I'ma ride her"
She just wanna ride in this five dash foreign (foreign)
She said her nigga used to pick her up in a Honda (wake up)
The boys on the side and one just got behind (ayy, ayy)
Babe, put that seatbelt on, babe, 'cause we about to smoke 'em
There's too much shit up in this car, I can't pull over
This is not a Stryker, baby, no, this whip ain't stolen
Hit her right, hit her left, babe, watch how I control it
She said, "Babe, when you shoot the car, it have me soaking" (soaking)
She said, "Babe, when you tip the car, it have me soaking"
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I pray we make it home so I can bust it open (open)
She said, "Babe, when you land on me, it have me soaking"