[Intro]
Fuck the fire, we got greese
It's a Wayne beat

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
Mafia music, I'm like I gotta get to it
Met some n***as in New York, [?] driving through it
Get some money every day, you couldn't stop me from doing it
I wouldn't put you on my song, 'cause you'd probably ruin it
Why you sell dope?
'Cause my family do it
Too much money too fast, I have family into it
Who grandson the best?
Got the grannies into it
I ain't stepping with the shot, I be stepping into it
Car came with the moader, [?] into it
And I ain't [?] shit out, unless you pay me to do it
OK, she love to suck dick, but wanna lay down and do it
You wanna keep your place with me?
You gotta stay round and do it

[Verse 2: YN Jay]
Pineapple sunkissеd, I pour eight ounces into it
Eight ounces of thе Wok, make me make drowsy music
I was probably in the booth, if I ain't dropping music
Young dawg corner special, he stay sharpshooting
I ain't never been in love, I can't make heart music
You ain't got no ride to work, so you stay carpooling
Bitch squerting in my whip, this bitch stay car pooling
Your drum don't even make no bass, you don't make car music
Got control of my whip, this bitch stay car cruising
All he wanna do is win, but he can't stop losing
Bitch got a boyfriend, but she stay copping
Bitch got a boyfriend, but she can't stop choosing
N***a drinking bullshit lean, can't stop [?]
N***a always hating on me, but he can't stop rooting
[Verse 3: Louie Ray]
You would think this was her first time fucking, the way her legs shaking
Pull up on your whip for breakfast, like I eggs baken
They can't wait to see me drop, [?] waiting
Fuck [?] got her head dangling
So much ice on, got the seasons changing
I still don't want a bitch, but my reasons changing
Like even the motherfuckers that look like [?] they [?]