Funked out Pool Parties

Uh, gold Dayton's, hittin' the curb and steady skatin'

Blowing on the exotic chronic, we're always elevating

Take me to a high place, flying on that new biz

Bullets coming out of my mouth, delicate precision

I got the seven spice, with the bell airing your lingo

Ain't nobody fucking with the flow, fucking with the steelo

I'm straight gas, mobbin' through your set

Spittin' out these bars if I was grippin', ain't no tech

Ain't nobody really test me, don't be surprised

Chillin' the poolside, as I'm hollerin' at ya bitch right

Making all these moves, but I gotta keep it humble

Keen to the story, but I ain't trippin', I'm ready to rumble

I'm posted with the set, rockin' with the jets

Rolling up the super doobies, taking hits to the neck

I'm getting high, I'm lifted

You can't really get up on my level 'cause really, there's no equivalent

Thugs are havin' a pool party

Lots of freaks with tight, tight bodies

Thugs are havin' a pool party

Lots of freaks with tight, tight bodies

Thugs are havin' a pool party

Lots of freaks with tight, tight bodies

Thugs are havin' a pool party

Lots of freaks with tight, tight bodies

Thugs are havin' a pool party

Lots of freaks with tight, tight bodies

Thugs are havin' a pool party

Lots of freaks with tight, tight bodies

Thugs are havin' a pool party

Lots of freaks with tight, tight bodies

Thugs are havin' a pool party

Lots of freaks with tight, tight bodies

Kickin' back, taking flights, I don't wear the cab

We're jammin' through the scene, push his thing like a Murcielago

I'm stackin' cheddar, but I gotta do a swoop-in

Losers up on my back 'cause they wanna get a part of me

But I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm rolling on that cabbage

Makin' stuntin' a habit, make your bitch disappear like magic

Now watch me glide in that boxtop studio

Plottin' down your block, feel the bass from my stereo

Know what it is to a boss like me