[Intro]
DT! O-OT wit' him
You ready? (RATCHET)
We gon’ pull up on yo' block, (Then what bro?)
Hit the bricks, (Then what?) skrt off fast on yo' ass

[Hook]

Pull up on yo’ block
Hit the bricks, skrt off fast okay
Then I do the dash, they thinking I'm finna crash
Riding with the Glock, hand cocked no Danny Glova
One in the head for a stupid mothafucka'

[Verse 1: Ratchet Roach]
Two pounds in the back
Fuck a cop, Drum rock
Tell my teacher eat a dick
Bitch I got a dumb knot
Spin the block like donut
Beat [?] , go nuts
Lil' bro got rich off the block
I'm slinging door dust
Must not fucking know us
OT wit' DT, (Okay)
Sippin' lean like Lipton
Outfit wet like Fiji
Fresh ass hell, just had a shootout last week
With them opey ass n***as that down the skreet


[Hook]

Pull up on yo' block
Hit the bricks, skrt off fast okay
Then I do the dash, they thinking I’m finna crash
Riding with the Glock, hand cocked no Danny Glova
One in the head for a stupid mothafucka’


[Verse 2: Danny Towers]
First off, fuck a bitch, fuck a n***a
We gon' do him dirty
Say he lookin’ for me, we gon' do him early
Thick bitch wit' me, keep a Glock in a Burken
Flexxin' for the gram whole time a n***a hurtin’
Riding with the five, bitch I keep that rich stick on me
Really want to be me, but these n***as ain't got shit on me
Hit up Johnny Dang for the chain, then I pissed on it
I rap what I'm living, I guess you ain't get the gist homie

[Hook]

Pull up on yo' block
Hit the bricks, skrt off fast okay
Then I do the dash, they thinking I'm finna crash
Riding with the Glock, hand cocked no Danny Glova
One in the head for a stupid mothafucka'