Текст песни
Roll with lowriders
Firefight, we keep the pole by us
Gonna spin a block, ain't talking no vinyl's
We gon' pop out, no stylist
Catch some pretty liars, wires loose
Keep my eye on the prize
Looking down, I'm on the rise
Used to try to get high
Then I bought myself a mic
Keep the stereo lowly
Give a fuck about a Rollie
Drop these tracks on the solo
Keep a stick for the bully
Now he rolling, rolling
His eyes wide open
Two birds, one stone
Leave his ass in the stolen
I leave nothing for hoping
You ain't Robin, you Joker
Roll with lowriders
Firefight, we keep the pole by us
We gon' chop a block off with no biase
We gon' pop out, no stylist
Catch some pretty liars, wires loose
She going crazy when I whip it on your brain
Then I still act the same, I just go about my day
Dollar bills in my vision, making facts out of fiction
I'm a limit edition, she in love with the drama
I'm in love with the comma
She electric, no Carmen
Cash off crops, ain't no farming
Ain't no prince but I'm charming
Paul Revere, I'm alarming
She got shades, I been shining
Been riding with some lowriders
Riding with some lowriders
Firefight, we keep the pole by us
Riding with some lowriders
(Lowriders)