See, I was trippin' through the city a big ol' pistol Trickin' off these in the Range, rental I was smokin', drinkin', end up kinda through my rear view, they followin' me
I wonder why the are they followin' me I seem them niggaz two cars behind me You'll never catch me slippin', me and my piece You must be smokin' if you think I'ma the police
I'm a beast, got a crease Still got my Converse down the concrete and blue Bugatti This is Strong Arm robbery, you deny me
My garage, a mirage, a of chrome I look with the nine when I leave my home Been on tour in Japan, relaxed in Rome This is grown man business, recognize the
If I don't recognize the number, answer my phone Rockin' every area code, still stay in my I don't play no fuckin' now, bitch, I'm grown Now I your fuckin' neck to the shit I'm on, yeah
Six-four, out, ragtop rollin' Get weight up 'cause X can't stop rollin' Niggaz thought it was over but X back rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
Yeah, my bang through the streets We hang orangutans, mangle the beat Niggaz hatin', gravitatin' to the lies that tell My reality takin' where that fiction fail
What the hell, might as well show the I'm holdin' Sweet taste, aromatic, backwood Got the Range Rover supercharged, with the strut kit My chain hang to my dang-a-lang, the fuck, bitch?
my change, I rearrange some thangs My slang, click, and expose they brains Then I pray, Our Father who art in Got people out the buildin' like 9/11
Malcolm X to the Z, landin' on them like Rock You get knocked out, get socked in fuckin' mouth Now e'rybody know the business, you it, come get it But if you rollin', throw it up, let me that you with it
Six-four, chromed out, rollin' Get your weight up 'cause X can't rollin' Niggaz thought it was over but X came rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
Six-four, chromed out, rollin' Get your up 'cause X can't stop rollin' Niggaz it was over but X came back rollin' I got my own sack to roll, so I'm
Yeah, I my name over beats I binge on the things, you cringe in defeat Escalation, elevation to another Sometimes it take a few steps back to grow
Here we go, what you know? Campaign in Straight West and West worldwide rollin' Got that Aston Martin DV9 with a stash box In case I ever find myself in a tight spot
Strip down my frame, my lane with my ink pen, Citizen Kane Don't complain when the slide back and bang Make it like shit when you sayin' my name
the Golden State heavyweight, holdin' the belt 'Cause I'm a one man army, I need no help This is a pistol, I use to myself Careful these hollow points Is bad for health, my nia
Six-four, chromed out, rollin' Get your weight up 'cause X can't stop Niggaz thought it was over but X came rollin' I got my own sack to roll, so I'm
Six-four, chromed out, ragtop Get your up 'cause X can't stop rollin' thought it was over but X came back rollin' I got my own sack to roll, so I'm
See, I was trippin' through the with a big ol' pistol Trickin' off these niggaz in the Range, I was smokin', drinkin', end up tipsy Lookin' through my rear view, they me
I why the fuck are they followin' me I them niggaz creepin' two cars behind me never catch me slippin', just me and my piece You must be smokin' if you I'ma call the police