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Ayy, turn that bass up, fool
Vibes slide through the city real slow with it
Yo, pop, pass me that 40-ounce, homie
Rollin' side to side, let the switches drop
Chrome shinin' bright, got the city on lock
Lower slope, it's set, ain't no love for a cop
Homie, we ridin' to the castle drop
Hit the switch once, let the fun in, screamin
Candy paint drippin, reppin' my state
Got the Pendleton hangin, the black loafers, lace tattoos
On my arms, whole life in the air
Pop, five-nine, fool, this the city of G's
Legends in murals, homies lost to the streets
Neon lights flicker while the boombox beat
Got the heater tucked low just in case you're heatin
You pull up deep, whole hood outside
Spokes on the Chevy, got him hypnotizin
Key on the flu, I hear my homie call
Sippin' on the 40 ounce, middle finger to the lock
Rollin' side to side, let the switches drop
Chrome shinin' bright, got the city on lock
Lower slope, it's set, ain't no love for a cop
Homie, we ridin' to the casket drop
Hips and ten in the park, whole squad outside
Smoke in the air, see them rivals nearby
What's crackin' lackin, homie
What you got in my 40 ounce, homie
I squirt your head, stare right in the soul
Better think twice, fool, you ain't built for coal
Pac-Man boots, tap this waist, let him know
One wrong move, make his whole block fall
Charlotte, it's homie, I ain't here for the talkin
One time lookin, so you better get to walkin
But they step closer, thinkin' that they tough
Till I raise up this Chevy and let that beast jump
Rollin' side to side, let the switches drop
Chrome shinin' bright, got the city on lock
Lower slope, it's set, ain't no love for a cop
Homie, we ridin' to the casket drop
One time, someone yelled, now the scene too hot
Engines roar, learnin' riders burnin' the block
I hit a left, then a right, then we outta sight
Lost him in the Atlas, but we do this every night
62 Impala, dippin' through the lane
Never trust a slow, I put that shit on the gas
Cruisin' slow, let the baseline knock
Highway to hell, but I ain't gon' stop
Pac-Man laughin, fool, that was close
I crack another 40 ounce, keep the ride on ghost
With two nicks, he asked, eyes low from the smoke
I smirk, hit the switch, let the Chevy just float
Rollin' side to side, let the switches drop
Chrome shinin' bright, got the city on lock
Lower slope, it's set, ain't no love for a cop
Homie, we ridin' to the casket drop
Yeah, homie, same shit every night
Still ridin, but we still livin
Till the wheels fall off
Yeah, no lie, again
Still ridin, still livin
Till the wheels fall off
Yeah
Yeah, homie, same shit every night
Still ridin, still ridin, still livin
Till the wheels fall off
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