[Intro]
This is DJ Say What
Kicking your ass on WKYA Gila House radio
Yeah, n***as, I'm back
And the weather outside is hot as a motherfucker
But we cold chilling in the Brick City
So kick back, light your blunts
Put your hands on a big fat greasy ass, and turn the music up
As we take your ass on the ride on WKYA

[Verse 1]
Yo, I'm on the New Jersey transit, picking up weed at eighteen
Thinking big how to hit the rap scene (Uh)
Besides weed, I was dedicated to music
It needed a cure and I had the vaccine (Uh)
Look at me now, ma, I made it without violence
I used the pen as the firearm
Now the world rеcognize Brick City on my back
Look, my spine got a metal rod (Woo)
Carrying wеight like Barry Seale when I talk (Yeah)
This food for thought, no need to add in the sauce
Where I come from, boy, nothing to digest
Mentally, I'm a straight rebel like INS (What up?)
MC with a blue collar feel
But when it come to bud, I blew by the mill' (Yeah)
I ain't rich, n***a, but I got respect and if you
Think you know the hook, don't get cocky yet
[Chorus]
We go ayy
We moving like ayy (Ayy)
They looking like ayy
They want it like ayy
We do it like ayy
And if you in your car, blow your horn like
If you on your grind, girl, let me hear you go ayy
We moving like ayy (Let's go)
They looking like ayy
They want it like ayy
We do it like ayy
And if you in your car blow your horn like
If you on your grind, n***a, let me hear you go, "Ayy"
Ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy

[Verse 2]
I wake up and thank God for another one
That mean more cannabis in a brother lung
That means more drop tops to drop more time with my kids
So in the gym, boy, I double-up (Yes, sir)
Huh, my dreams I'm living it
I developed a militant discipline (Let's go, n***a)
Now the n***as around me, they learned how to eat
Fuckin' with food bro, we gon' take it to the streets like
[Chorus]
Ayy
We moving like ayy (Ayy)
They looking like ayy
They want it like ayy
We do it like ayy
And if you in your car, blow your horn like
If you on your grind, girl, let me hear you go ayy
We moving like ayy (Let's go)
They looking like ayy
They want it like ayy
We do it like ayy
And if you in your car blow your horn like (Woo)
If you on your grind, n***a, let me hear you go, "Ayy"

[Outro]
Let me hear you go
Let me hear you go, "Ayy"
Let me hear you go (I know y'all still vibin' with me)
Let me hear you go, woo
You're tuned in to WKYA Radio
Turn me up some
WKYA, the station that brings you Soul Music