[Intro]
Yeah
HeebzStreet!
Yeah
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh

[Hook]
I be out driving in my town, planning what I have to do
Making moves as I‘m cruising down the avenue
In my rearview I can see em’ flashing red and blue
Then they ask to search my car, but I know what to do!
Hell nah you gon need to get a Warrant pig
Hell nah you gon need to get a Warrant pig
Hell nah you gon need to get a Warrant pig
You can’t go inside my whip without that form you dig? (X2)

[Verse 1]
Sitting in my car, copper pulled me over
He knows that I went slow and prolly knows I'm driving sober
He’s like Wait holdup, take a bite of that donut
If he fights in court I got no luck hey he’s kinda bright, that’s so nuts
I’m like Damn right I know the law, You coppers think you slick
I ain't even got no bricks shit, I’m just being a prick
Got some stories I can tell I just rhyme so I get heard
Your just getting bored as hell, there ain't no crime up in the burbs
You a fake you a fake, you a fraud you a fraud
You abuse the badge you wearing like you god but you not
You just mad I’m not like you, you just mad I don’t act white
Plus these baby blues so cute, I could prolly fuck your wife
Man you hate me for my slang, it’s just simple conversation
Or the way that my pant’s hang makes you want me on probation
No I won't ever change, or try to even ponder that
Getting dirty money I don’t need a Laundromat bitch

[Hook]
In my town, planning what I have to do
Making moves as I‘m cruising down the avenue
In my rearview I can see em’ flashing red and blue
Then they ask to search my car, but I know what to do!
Hell nah you gon need to get a Warrant pig
Hell nah you gon need to get a Warrant pig
Hell nah you gon need to get a Warrant pig
You can’t go inside my whip without that form you dig? (X2)

[Verse 2]
(When you spit, better stop talking shit with it bob)
Here we go, what’s your prob? Yeah I know, it’s their job
But for no headlight I’ll get popped, with no guap to pay a fee
I’m not saying I hate cops, I say cops are hating me
And I know the boys in blue who hear this song’ll wanna fight me
To understand me dog, your gonna have to wear my nikes
Got irish in my blood but with the cops there ain't luck in me
So they got me hanging out the window screaming fuck you piggy!
Man I’m right, and your wrong, You can’t fight, it’s my song
So let me light, up my bong, im getting Kited I’m gone
I ain't tryna hide it, I’m just postin in my whip they saying
Step outside it, I tell em' they can't go in it
They said if I deny it, then k9 is next to call
I don’t have no drugs at all, except the bud next to my balls
So you can’t search my car, It’s a law across the nation
But I guess that their above it because now I’m on probation what the fuck

[Hook]

Damn