[Hook: x2] 
Get up in your body and your dome 
Left the after party with the chrome 
As soon as everybody knows that I'm gone 
Put the fuel on it 
Take a puff and a pull on it, then I'm gone 
Center make up the party 
Rocking bodies 
Make you throw your hands in the sky 
It's a verbal homicide everybody duck 
Get the party dumb 
S struck TNT like what 

[Verse 1] 
Come on and toke on a dub with me 
I love cities with parties that's full of bitches 
they let me rub tities 
Packing a snub, I ain't a thug 
So i guess it's the blood in me 
Got to holler at a stud skinny 
Got my boys outside if you really want to fuck with me 
What's the reason of the beef for 
Hit'em upside the head with the hardest of my beef flow 
Take a look at me grills 
Rolling through the bay 
To my bay nuts, what the fucks happening 
Take a look at my grill 
And the shine on my 17 inch wheels 
On my motherfucking magnum 
Subliminal I'm a player still 
Balling in the game come major bills 
Take a trip with me through hater-ville 
Haters front about 
How they get hooked up on some killer steal 
But a real-a motherfucker know only players get hooked 
up on the killer deals 
For real, still drank, still blow 
Then I creep through the hood real slow 
Sitting sideways feeling real swole 
Sipping on syrup feeling real slow 

[Hook] 

[Verse 2] 
If you see me walking by Im'a brush ya 
Its that physco motherfucker from the bay 
Rolling with that bad motherfucker that will crush ya 
Tongue got a mind of its own it will dust ya 
Tell me who the fuck want what (what) 
Which one of you murderers is ready to blow a set on up 
Hit your gut make a scene off a theme make you throw up 
Split lips with a big fat tip in the middle straight running this 
Check out mommy she the sexiest 
When it come to the sex Im'a specialist 
I wanna break a sweat when we get to buckin 
Hardy back drumming 
Coped the bills out the jeans 
Pappi fat nuttin 
Cop a gat gunnin 
Got to pop her grill 
Got to pop the steel 
Oh I got to got to pop something 
Petty packing penny brushing motherfucker 
With the pretty pearl 
Holl got to got to get it get it girl 
With the pele pel 
Rocking on the stage 
In a petty shirt 
Grinding up the flow ryming in the zone 
'Till my belly hurt 
But I really want to got to put in work 
Concord city finna want to rep it to the dirt 
Break 'em make 'em take 'em 
Motherfucking fake them all 
Shake, shake, I shake they all fall 

[Hook]