[Intro]
It's 106 miles to Chicago, we got a full tank of gas
Half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark, and we're wearing sunglasses
Hit it
[Verse 1]
Drop the roof, and let the smoke clear
Double R's are on the seats so ain't no brokes near
You a buster, so you hate I'm in the ghost wheel
This is pre, just imagine after post deal
Go from Chicago straight to Cali for a coast meal
I know Meek gon' grab a couple if the coast clear
I get nervous when them goofy's get to close here
So I'm persistent with my distance ain't no hoes here
Just a couple niggas who was solid, we don't fold here
And if you dipped out on the tеam, stay gon' then
You wasn't cut out for them gangstas, and the grown men
5P niggas, what the fuck is poor performance?
If you listen closely, count how many times the chrome spits
[Chorus]
One, two, three, four, five
I hit the beat, and I cruise vehicular
Never been man in middle, bruh
I go to Cali, and shake up with bro who be sending the shit I be givin' ya
My homie wear Gucci, work off the cellular
Really ain't shit you can tell to bruh
You'd be a goofy if you tried to set em up
How you gon' prey on the predator
Waiting for you get next to us
Beamer the body, never been pushin' a Lexus truck
I hit the block, then I wet em up
Shorty gon drown in the blood, Latifah I'll set it up
Spinnin' the block, we can set it off
My shit tucked, lotta you niggas ain't weaponed up
Somethin' bout stackin' that cheddar up
Make you look different at niggas who really ain't getting none
[Refrain]
And we gettin' that bread (yessir)
We dumpin' that that lead
Yeah, I hit that moves, I know my pictures in the feds
Gravy with the words, I prolly hit fucked her in yo bed
Way too fuckin' grown to have that glitter on my pants
[Verse 3]
But that spitter in my pants, and I'll give her to yo mans
Not the pipe, but the bullets that be kicking out the can
Dump 'em in the water, make that pussy nigga Riverdance
You seen the movie bitch ill do you worst than Killa Cam (Rico!)
[Chorus]
I hit the beat, and I cruise vehicular
Never been man in middle, bruh
I go to Cali, and shake up with bro who be sending the shit I be givin' ya
My homie wear Gucci, work off the cellular
Really ain't shit you can tell to bruh
You'd be a goofy if you tried to set em up
How you gon' prey on the predator
[Post-Chorus]
I got this dutch in here, I'm prolly not gon' pass it to a nigga
If it get rough in here, my shorties finna blast it at you niggas
I'm in a cat, he in the Jag, I'm going faster than you niggas
Every drop is for them P's, all the G's know what I'm spittin'
Count, listen
[Verse 4]
We live in the city, so we gotta ride with the pipe
It's not even grassy, so by this next round
Bitches be knowin' where to hide
Why do you think DP and Meek on my side?
Both of 'em strapped with the heat, gon' ignite
Never gon' argue with Goofy, 'cause from the right angle
Both of y'all lookin' to light
Basically, both all of y'all Goofy's tonight
Said I tell Unc if he be coachin' me right
Now with that beat, I be floatin' it right
When I step into the booth, I'ma go to mic
When I step out this bitch, I'ma go into Mike's
Basically nigga, I'm golden for life
We at the stu, with the blickies and bitches and bottles
The fuck we supposed to be like, nigga
[Refrain]
And we gettin' that bread (uh huh)
We dumpin' that that lead (uh huh)
Yeah, I hit that moves, I know my pictures in the feds (cheese)
Gravy with the words, I prolly hit fucked her in yo bed (I probably did)
Way too fuckin' grown to have that glitter on my pants (way too fuckin' grown)
[Chorus]
I hit the beat, and I cruise vehicular
Never been man in middle, bruh
I go to Cali, and shake up with bro who be sending the shit I be givin' ya
My homie wear Gucci, work off the cellular
Really ain't shit you can tell to bruh
You'd be a goofy if you tried to set em up
How you gon' prey on the predator
How you gon' prey on the predator, bitch
How you gon' prey on the predator, look
Waitin' for you to get next to us
You know that DVO gon' wet 'em up
How you gon' prey on the predator
Niggas can't even sit next to us
