[Chorus]
Ridin' wit' that drac' standin' front line
Brand new racks made it final i cannot do 9 to 5
I just locked in now im tired
I wgot shooters know im tied
Say he got money he lied
Lied, lied, lied
I'm smoking la la la
La, la, la
I'm smoking la la la
La, la, la
I just locked in now I'm tired
Say he got guap he done lost his mind

[verse 1]
Shit gon'' sound like a lullaby when you hear this shit in your ears
Some of my n***as dead and locked up wish they was here
I'm ridin' round wit the Glock so I can't have no fear
We heard that n***a all talk we make bullets appear
Appear, appear, appear
I'm so that I can't steer
Steer, steer, steer
I'm so that i can't steer
Steer, steer, steer