[Verse 1 - Gonzoe]

Collar poppin at hoes like that

Look, I graduated from shin and shoes to gators

Cause this year, we got a hell of a start like the Lakers

Got real plugs, I'm a criminal, turned rapper

Happy to sell drugs

I'm happy we got above

Cause others, there's places they can hurt theyselve

And I'm stressin we took a loss from twelve

What the hell

That's the trouble to come along with it

Better just forget it

Comin new and mail the bitch out before she start slitchin

In the night and broad daylight

With the headlights

Do it right, fiendin for summer chrome pipes

T.V.'s, stutterin hoes

Terrible weed, smoke on the O.T.

With a workin mack and a keys, it's me

Ritz baby, the nigga who named

Comin up with your lady

Drivin California crazy

fuckin with my homie

All y'all can die slow

And that's the same homie I'd kill all you for

Thats my testimony

I'mma die with silk on me

Amongst the criminals

Get my money after the funeral

Put me away for better days

Keep hustlin

Get that money

Think about yesterday

It's on



Chorus 

[Gonzoe & King Lou]

That's how we drivin in the car with us

We dirty and grindin in the car with us

This here, how we survivin in the car with us

I ain't lyin when you rollin in the car with us, nigga



That's how we drivin in the car with us

We dirty and grindin in the car with us

This here, how we survivin in the car with us

I ain't lyin when you rollin in the car with us, yeah



[Verse 2 - King Lou]

Keepin it low hater

Chillin, tease the tailors

Livin major

For who wanna know, I can't save ya

I bring it down with no fatal or fake nature

They try to play us

Mad players, jealous cause they pay us

Hater they always want to criticize

Cause I'm only servin sacks in the mornin

Keepin my money flowin

Throwin product at the back door

That's a fact though

Get caught with crack though

Do more than two to four

What's the reason for the season

Servin niggaz with heatin

Mother fuckers is cheatin

In this game we competin

I'm in the lex though

Sippin ruby with the blue beanie

Gettin blowed by a hoe I don't know

To smoke beedies

Indeedy

Get money cause I'm greedy

Playa alert, I front work to the needy

Niggaz stay cheesy

Gotta get my green

And the car that I drive on the scene

You rollin with us? C'est la vie



Chorus



[Verse 3 - Gonzoe]

I hit the world first

Prayin to God 'unlift the curse'

What's worse, move the turf

Pay your homage on the first

Of course

While I sort my thoughts with Newport's

And do pour, you short hit from dick

Came for ya, you can't stick it

Stretch half a chick and what's next

Crack her down, get in position

Let the things do they glistenin

Keep flippin

Couldn't beat it outta me

Do away with me

I'll go to my grave

With the anthology

Camaraderie

You made me (you made me)

To appreciate this liquor nigga and get crazy! (crazy)

I'm livin my last days

You went out

Blaze with the rest

You eatin with the enemy

Aim for the head they got vests

Livin my last days of death

There's nothing left

Until they lay me down

I won't rest, I won't rest

I'm a fuckin soldier



(variations of chorus until end)