Chorus-

wrist out da window
ridin old skool like tendo
drop top gon like the wind tho
throwin stacks and they comin back ten fold
you know im ooon
and i know
that chu want me gon das pronto
butcha cant tame me like bronco
baldhead coupe todos blanco
you know im ooon (oon)

Verse 1-

shit mah life like that good good
damn i'd roll it up and smoke it if a nigga could
blowin O's of dis fast life
donuts in the air remenicent of my past life
minus the clutch and the white walls
steady fuckin checkin all mah whipz
but dey'n sight chyalls
maybe cause my rage like a tv show
niggaz triple double takin whips they neva seen before
girl whats yo pleasure yea his grass green
but them clouds but them clouds feel better
we rise like a pheneox from da ashes of kush
and let dem coat tail pullaz fall into dust
gettin lost up in parii
hong kong, toky back to LA
hate it if ya want nigga imma do me
LED brights can ya see me?

Chorus-

wrist out da window
ridin old skool like tendo
drop top gon like the wind tho
throwin stacks and they comin back ten fold
you know im ooon
and i know
that chu want me gon das pronto
butcha cant tame me like bronco
baldhead coupe todos blanco
you know im ooon (oon)

Verse 2

Ima grind living like theres no tomorra
no sleep so my day is goin fartha
no catchin z's while these otha niggaz sleep
tryna get up next to me but i bid'em saiyanara
swagga like abra kadeeni steppin off dougie
like wealth is beneath me
all the while catch'em similies and metaphors
slippin on they english you can see me if you betta yours
claimin datcha hot but steady got a cold
said u commin for mah spot but nigga where ya go
i'on see'em i'on see'em shit dey like a ghost
and im on to the max like a stereo
turn me up turn me up fuckin lettem kno
D E Ezy nigga bout ta blow
ima snap but mah click yellin simma down
hataville niggaz ima tear ya fuckin city down

Chorus-

wrist out da window
ridin old skool like tendo
drop top gon like the wind tho
throwin stacks and they comin back ten fold
you know im ooon
and i know
that chu want me gon das pronto
butcha cant tame me like bronco
baldhead coupe todos blanco
you know im ooon (oon)

Verse 3

walk and talk like wealth
and i smell like flame wanna inhale myself
gettin fly without mary jane
posted in da sky caint see you hope you undastaind
but shit itz going down when i touch down
throw it up and let it rain on da whole crowd
all night all night to da break o' dawn
body rockin bottle poppin sippin til its all gone
buck bu bu buck den da mug now
i'on needa vip nigga shut da city down
and get it buck wild like apocalypse
nigga say he set it off but he'ain strtin shit
like a fo' fifth bitch wit no clip
rollin up a bluey passin first hit
god damn shit im on and i aint pullin hits
lil faggot ass niggaz needa call it quitz

Chorus-

wrist out da window
ridin old skool like tendo
drop top gon like the wind tho
throwin stacks and they comin back ten fold
you know im ooon
and i know
that chu want me gon das pronto
butcha cant tame me like bronco
baldhead coupe todos blanco
you know im ooon (oon)