Hop in That Car (Intro)

Hey, Tall Wall

Man (Hey Alex)

Hey, hey, if-if you could tell me who fucking with me in the city, ****

I got ten thousand, ****, I don't give a fuck (This Caden on the beat)

Ayy, I'm not 'bout to go broke on my name, ****

Ayy, my name stand on business, ****

Hey, Tall Wall, Tall (Wall)

They don't like that, they don't like that, man

Ayy, ayy (Ayy, long live Whites and long live Bugg)

(This is Petro Gang)

Hold up, ****, I got on my ice (My ice)

****, I'm still gon' hop in that car

Make sure when we make the rights on the opps, yeah, I don't shoot from afar

Want the men to stand over shit, don't shoot anything, just shoot their tops

Hey, Tall Wall, uh

Drag, drag, drag, drag, let's go

I don't think **** fucking with me, ****, I run the city (I run the city)

****, I'm still the main rapper doing hits and tryna get busy (I'm tryna get busy)

I could show you the shit that's stuck in your kits

Say my name in a song, your block gettin' lit

I ain't talking 'bout no party, ****, I shoot that Drac' until it's empty (Until it's empty)

Uh, ****, I run up that paper, you know I want two-hundred large

Uh, ****, I was just out hazin' ten, what I grabbed was runnin' the pod (Runnin' the pod)

**** weren't working they knife

They weren't workin' nothin', they wasn't tryna see me (Hey, Tall Wall)

I had to go on another **** block and hit him with Floyd, I pieced him (****, I pieced him)

Uh, ****, I done ran up that cash, I done ran up them racks, I ain't never look back (Look back)

****, you could start calling me NBA Tall, I got me a sack (NBA Tall)

Uh, catchin' a play from Rondo, getting them bags, I get off at Lax (I'm gettin' them back)

****, I move too swift, they ain't gassin', I show up, I'm gettin' 'em back (Stuck)

Talkin' way loud on the speaker, I'm one of them ones that real, be creeping (I'm real, be creeping)

Uh, man them **** be copping too much, them **** be talking, they preachers (Hey, Tall Wall)

Yeah, I'm the one that be rapping (Tall Wall)

I still hit licks and I still be jockin'

Telling my **** don't jock, ****, I'ma get me some paper, on bro, I got 'em (On bro, I got 'em)

Out in L.A., I'm catchin' a vibe, they don't know I'm out here, they're still gon' hide (Hide)

****, I be workin' that Drac'

****, I be workin' that switch, I give 'em a lot

I get in the booth and you know that I'm fried (You know that I'm fried)

I'm talking my shit, you know that I'm high (Know I'm high)

****, this just ain't for public

**** ain't politics, you know that they lyin' (Know they lyin')

Come right back, I switch it up (Switch it up)

I came home, I got shit touched (Got shit touched)

****, if you ain't die, ****, your ass got hit this year by luck (Hey, Tall Wall)

I be up in them cars, you better not get plucked

It's one of them hoods they ain't pullin' strings

Ain't none of us died, they ain't fuckin' with us

And free the 6 and free lil' Wardy, ****

Yeah, they're getting shit crushed (Touched)

When we up in your hood, you keeping it quiet (Quiet)

I'm up in the city way more than Biden (Way more than Biden)

And we get out on feet, we don't do drive-bys (Doin' by)

Let's go, ayy

Man, I'm way more in the city than Joe Biden, ****