Ridin Strikers

Riding strikers Hotbox shit, gonna hotbox (Pluto) I'm gonna cut 'em (You got somethin' to bring) Riding strikers good, yeah Riding strikers in the hood Riding strikers through your hood (Ridin' strikers through), yeah Ridin' strikers through your hood, yeah Fuck a title, you got that rifle, you need to ride striker Go for the Ferrari, a Spider, man, I had to ride a striker I taught my young niggas how to slide, go and get a striker I put my young bitch in a G-Wag', she ridin' striker I go to Jamaica, then tag 'em with a hundred snipers I dip the ice and go (Woo), I step out icy, frozen (Woo) I hit professional (Woo), I have déjà vu, I know (Woo) I'm gettin' my decimals (Woo), I'm going digital Spazzin' in Jimmy Choo, bagged up plentiful Tell me how I'm supposed to be sober in my interview (Sober) Last night I was growing up (I was in Fendi too) Took flight, I've been going up (That's a ritual) Passport, and we going up like some animals Addied up, and I'm gassed up, change the temperature Triple rows, tall hoes, they identical Minute Maid, Hi-Tech splash (Goin' crazy) Drug raids, got me cold, got me cocky (Ahh) Can't stand it, won't enjoy life if it ain't toxic Cuban links, walking on ice, I don't play hockey I was trained, standin' on Front Street and I'm saucy High pro, foul superstar codeine coughing Cop a Porsche, cop a Range Rover, it's King Joffrey Kick a door, smokin' sherm sticks, they opps, sees 'em Piss poor, we sticking together like (Gang) King Kong, I'm taking drugs out my body Insane, inside my brain, me and my posse Riding strikers good, yeah Riding strikers in the hood Riding strikers good, yeah Ridin' strikers in the hood, yeah Fuck a title, you got that rifle, you need to ride striker (Striker) Go for the Ferrari, a Spider, man, I had to ride a striker (Striker) I taught my young niggas how to slide, go and get a striker I put my young bitch in a G-Wag', she ridin' striker (Strike) Riding strikers good Riding strikers through your hood, yeah Riding strikers through Riding strikers through the hood, yeah Yeah, riding strikers through your hood The police need your help in tracking down a suspect In a bank robbery this morning on the city's north side According to police The suspect walked into the bank about nine this morning Went straight to one of the tellers, handed over a note that said "Put money in bag" Hold on, pouring up the drank Hold on, now I'm robbin' me a bank Hold on, fucking on foreign Hold on, that bitch with you ain't Hold on, whippin' up foreign Hold on, drive it like a tank Hold on, pouring up drank Hold on, 'bout to rob me a bank Hold on, smokin' on pressure Hold on, straight out a pound Hold on, crazy-ass shooter (Crazy-ass shooter) Hold on, sprayin' in the crowd (Sprayin' in the crowd) Hold on, kill 'em on sight Hold on, still go to trial Hold on, nigga get life Hold on, been scarred as a child Hold on, rob me a bank Rob me a bank Hold on