Okay, I'm back in that mode,

ran it up, I really ran on my dough, I hear a knock at my door

Clutching that (BOW!) I be ready to blow

Tell me who you know

I mix truey with the chrome

I be swerving on the road, baby

Where you wanna go

We can take it fast, we can take it slow

I get all the cash, I get all the dough

And I might need a hazmat for all this smoke

All of my **** had that, you can bag back, silly, ho, This a hit, how you know? I'm talking my shit, like a pro, I might get you hit

Al Capone

I got bands on a phone

Spent it on Ricky's and Chrome

She said, "when you coming home? I don't wanna be alone"

I got bands on a phone

Spent it on Ricky's and Chrome

She said, "when you coming home? I don't wanna be alone"

Okay, I'm back in that mode,

Ran it up, I really ran on my dough, I hear a knock at my door

Clutching that (BOW!), I be ready to blow

Tell me who you know

I mix truey with the chrome

I be swerving on the road, baby

Where you wanna go