.[Intro]
Al Geno on the track

[Chorus]
Ay, I can turn McLaren's to a [?]
You hold yo' nuts on me, boy, that's a penalty
You want some smoke, then we like dope, let's get it cracking
I put money in the wall, it's a safe by every flat screen
I'm in the back of that Rolls
(I told my chauffeur, "Don't be stopping at no red light")
I'm in the back of that Rolls
(With a dirty .223 and a clean Bible)

[Verse]
Ion care if it's Sunday, he'll cross you
It's the wintertime, they still praying on my down fall
Surrounded by some G's like I'm Herbo
A n***a totin' pipes like some Turbo
I'ma let my nephew fuck her, she some kin' to Bernice Burgos
I can't stop them n***as if they was some kin' to Bernice Burgos
We still had drums and sticks, we was in the bando
We still had drums and sticks, we wasn't in the band though
Paid a thousand for these britches, n***a pants still low
Know I stopped drinking that lean, but them prices still low
Just had lost Slim to the streets, God, why you steal Lo?
The police know I'm on that gang, gang shit
I be guilty 'fore arraign-raignment
This a stolo, switching numbers, I'm from Raven
Them n***a should've had a plan before them n***as came playin'
Bitches came from Kansas, all in my home like Patrick
Switch a VIN number, put this bitch right up in traffic
[Chorus]
Ay, I can turn McLaren's to a [?]
You hold yo' nuts on me, boy, that's a penalty
You want some smoke, then we like dope, let's get it cracking
I put money in the wall, it's a safe by every flat screen
I'm in the back of that Rolls
(I told my chauffeur, "Don't be stopping at no red light")
I'm in the back of that Rolls
(With a dirty .223 and a clean Bible)