She tried to get up but I bent that bitch over

Causin' trouble in these streets, swervin' a Rover

And I'm right up on your ass, gang-gang, yeah, it's over

I say she the chosen one, "Why boy?", because I chose her

Ever since I got older, I hate to be sober

Got older, I hate to be sober

And we put a big body bitch just like a boulder

Do it again, do it again, better watch over your shoulder

Go on, hit the back drop, go on, hit the back drop

She give me top in my lap, now that's a lap top

And we get lit, we get lit like I was a matchbox

And you know I ain't gonna call lil' bitch, better put that shit the stash box

I know these **** waitin' for me, I got music I could drop

I got Balmain jeans, you can see these fat knots

SRT real hot when I swerve up out the lot

We gon' see if you real when I put you on the spot (Somebody stop him)

Go have fun, shorty, go have fun, slow bitch, I'm do it all over

You know what I do in the SRT, well he gon' swerve your block

And I don't give a fuck 'bout a stupid lil' bitch, no, no, no, I do not

I don't know what the fuck you thought

I'ma get my secure, better get your slot, damn

I remember old man sitting by the Texaco

He told me one day I gotta eat up all my vegetables

Ever since that day he told me, I eat it up just like a Lunchable

Now look at me, big and strong, feelin' like Mr. Incredible

She tried to get up but I bent that bitch over

Causin' trouble in these streets, swervin' a Rover

And I'm right up on your ass, gang-gang, yeah, it's over

I say she the chosen one, "Why boy?", because I chose her

Ever since I got older, I hate to be sober

Got older, I hate to be sober

And we put a big body bitch just like a boulder

Do it again, do it again, better watch over your shoulder