[Verse]
Four switches in the deuce, my Impala on juice
Seesaw that ho, let it loose
I got homies from Compton who keep me in the loop
Legends I won't name who showed me what to do
Watch how I come through, five-seven brand new
From the paint, to the carpet, to the muhfuckin' screws
It's up to you every day if you gon' make a move
Or watch n***as come up right in front you
Talk down on 'em, that's what a punk do
No time for that, my mind on stacks
Front-back glasshouse over the train tracks
N***as like, man, why he playin' like that
That's how it is, and it's stayin' like that
Lighting strike quick, ain't no time to react
Don't havе your folks cryin' 'bout that
Eastside slidin' up Chef, Impala, double-S
Tеn batteries on the rack 'cross the back
Lowrider shit, I talk that in my raps
Tap that switch, [?] we hop back
Fool, we on the way to wherever you n***as at