Two-tone, Call me AP, you see it on the wrist

**** would've been so sick if I had took that risk

Been on my different shit, you wish you been like this

But you can't

You can't climb to the top, we top of the mountain, we way to high, can't see

Slidin' in the range, it's a box, you know that I can't see

Racin' towards my dream, Im chasin' that cheese, tryna get me a car two seat

Oh, Truth and TO on the beat and you can't compete

Let's go, T.O. got motion my bitch, can't stand it

Fuck a ex bitch, she just gotta accept it

The dealership sold me my car with a weapon

Check the KD, **** know how we steppin

Drop the pack off on some gangsta shit

Jump out the V, rearrange a bitch

On that car, we watchin', we fuck up his whip

See 12 on my ass then I'm over the fence

I take these drugs cause I like how it feel

Stand in his face, dump the clip get the kill

My **** bang blood, so I'm gon' let it spill

I cut her off, now my new bitch do better

I'ma walk in Sacks, drop a rack on the sweater

I'ma hang out the window, let Truth push the pedal

Pick that up from AP, I'ma give her Pink Panther

Mmm, she a little nasty, bitch

Out in public she gon' hold the switch

She keep up with the swag, she matchin' the fit

Five percent, they can't see through the tints

Make em wrap it up, slap five like Chris

Had to add the laser, T.O. wont miss

I see his gun, I had to grab it

Two-tone, I had to have it

Thirty Two FMJ's through his car like Shaquille

Two-tone, Call me AP, you see it on the wrist

**** would've been so sick if I had took that risk

Been on my difference, shit, you wish you been like this

But you can't

You can't climb to the top, we top of the mountain, we way to high, can't see

Slidin' in the range, it's a box, you know that I can't see

Racin' towards my dream, Im chasin' that cheese, tryna get me a car two seat

Oh, Truth and TO on the beat and you can't compete