(Hook - Vic August)
Bang with the crew man I live for the view out the droptop roof with it
Bang what it do when I'm through with your city and I’m cool with your crew with it
All in, all out
Ballin, ballin
Hop out, fall out
Fall in, fall out
In and out the VIP like callout

(Verse 1 - Vic August)
Get to the proceeds I like my women when they come with groceries, hold up
Got somethin' against me I guess we'll handle it I guess we’ll all see, hold up
Cut like my roof, jump out the coupe, take up the room
She like my perfume, she like what I do
I'm super picky man I pick and choose
If you made me then make me again
Going out of your way like we friends
You hold 0% in your ends
How you no longer good in your ends
Me and Kyle junior no fugazi
Me and Day Six no fugazi
If I'm MIA you know just where I'm at
With your baby you won't get her back
I'm in her back like a running back
I'm in your city jus running stacks
Jump out her box like a jumping jack
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Promise I won't have enough of that
I’m not rapping right now I’m just speaking facts
You man cappin' like a pirate
If we packin’ something then it's silent