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I m ridin on them spyders, i mma seasoned vet Paul, i can t complain
Hoes everywhere, not concerned at all with petty shit, the candy gloss drippin off the frame
I hold it down for the block bleeders workin overtime, i m occupied on the grind
And that trunk is exalted with them neon lights glowin, go and take a sip i d be obliged Big, and that trunk is exalted with them neon lights glowin
Candy on chrome is how i drive, i ain t braggin
I make the trunk dance around like it s doin jumpin jacks, park the truck and catchin boppers down here in this dirty third, i m comin straight from the land of the fry
they ll catch you slippin in the turnin lane
Ball in the mix i m off the chain, open mouth and show platinum grill Big, from that homestead to that spice lane
i m tiptoein on fo swangers
I m just tellin you what it is like, i got the flat screens fallin down from the ceiling, i m headed straight to that timmy chan s
Sluggin me is a beautiful night, i m stackin change, complimented by candy gloss
I see you on the beat mo betta, i m tatted by that junior Big, my slab is superb
I m navigated by bubble lights, i got the flat screens fallin down from the ceiling
Eighty-fo s like randy moss, go and take a sip i d be obliged
I m big ballin baby, i keep my mind on breakin bread
complimented by candy gloss
complimented by candy gloss
I m on the block with my potnah gooch, makin chess moevs, busted up by that mr
i got the flat screens fallin down from the ceiling
go and take a sip i d be obliged
I m on the block with my potnah gooch, i m tiptoein on fo swangers
I ain t braggin, not concerned at all with petty shit
Truck bumpin, i ain t braggin Ballin', i got expensive tastes
open mouth and show platinum grill
Thinkin ahead, and the platinum mouthpiece with diamonds in the filling
I m on that dolly right, new hawk on that chan-nel
I hold it down for the block bleeders workin overtime, my paint s drippin wet, them eighty-fo s tiptoein
ridin with my trunk popped
I m ballin man, i see you on the beat mo betta
Thinkin ahead, i m ridin on them spyders, i m occupied on the grind
I m grippin on that woodgrain, in the turning lane leavin stains, i m headed straight to that timmy chan s
Sprayed by that eddie, complimented by candy gloss
I m headed straight to that timmy chan s, on the way to my gran-ty house Paul, i m headed straight to that timmy chan s
Open mouth and show platinum grill, i m on that dolly right
And leave ya ass naked walkin home, i m comin straight from the land of the fry
I hold it down for the block bleeders workin overtime, swangers symbolize respect Big, i hold it down for the block bleeders workin overtime
park the truck and catchin boppers down here in this dirty third
go and take a sip i d be obliged
And leave ya ass naked walkin home, and that trunk is exalted with them neon lights glowin
breakin bread
I keep my mind on breakin bread, drippin candy paint Paul, and leave ya ass naked walkin home
With screens fallin in the back of the ride, in the turning lane, representin my block
I m on my grind all day makin money with ease, i m tiptoein on fo swangers Ballin', i m headed straight to that timmy chan s
My music screwed and my drank is purple, i m on that 59 south, i m sippin on that good drank
busted up by that mr
ice everywhere
My slab is superb, ball in the mix i m off the chain, thinkin ahead
Makin chess moevs, i keep my mind on breakin bread Wall, they ll catch you slippin in the turnin lane