[Intro: Joey Fatts]
It's been four years since I dropped "Million $ Dreams" in Chipper Jones 3
Vince got XXL freshman, we lost Yams
And I'm fresh outta jail from a drive-by shootin' charge
But ain't shit changed, we still on the block
This cutthroat shit still stronger than ever
Pull up, hop out, you can get your shit parked

[Chorus: A$ton Matthews]
Pull up, hop out, n***a get your shit parked
Pull up, hop out, n***a get your shit parked
Pull up, hop out, n***a get your shit parked
Pull up, hop out, n***a get your shit parked

[Verse 1: Joey Fatts]
[?] gang, shooter gang, kill whoever choose to hang
Without a face, without a name, without a gun, without a case
Fresh up out the county jail for crackin' at a n***a place
Just got off a tour bitch, my name been crack in other states
Hunnid Gs in a safe, ten to get them out the way
Probably could've bought a Wraith instead I bought a hunnid K
Slap a drum on it, my lil homie get bucks for days
Opps didn't want it, we outside n***a, come and play
Okay, lay him down, zip him up, body bag, pick him up
Toe tag, his mama crushed, playing cutthroat, get killed
Know not to fuck with us, n***a, facts
[Chorus: A$ton Matthews]
Pull up, hop out, n***a get your shit parked
Pull up, hop out, n***a get your shit parked
Pull up, hop out, n***a get your shit parked
Pull up, hop out, n***a get your shit parked

[Verse 2: Joey Fatts]
I put that shit on Crip street, these n***as pipsqueak
Quick to put a n***a 6 feet, I swear this shit deep
All that internet thuggin' gon' get your body Swiss cheese
If you think that I'm bluffin', come and try me my n***a, please
Drop a pin and we can meet, fuck that talkin', we gon' see
Bring whoever you gon' bring, this .40 all I need
Clip long as limousine, hit the scene and clear the scene
All this pressure, he can't breathe, on a stretcher how he leave
Walk up on him like a fiend, like the lil bro died
The squad lost they mind, every other day we slidin' and pilin' homicides
Ain't no debate they ridin' seven to Poppy side
Smoke a n***a and spray his candle light while his mama cry

[Chorus: A$ton Matthews]
Pull up, hop out, n***a get your shit parked
Pull up, hop out, n***a get your shit parked
Pull up, hop out, n***a get your shit parked
Pull up, hop out, n***a get your shit p—