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I'm from two to the one to the five

Shit get wicked on this side

Don't turn your lights off when you ride down

Cuz you just might get blicked on

We got them bows in unlimited high

We don't put huff in the sky

Five percent tint when we ride

And paper tags when we slide

You wanna see progress gotta put time in

Wanna be with the slats you gotta get slimed in

Evisu the jack and some dunks on some calm shit

Alternative motives these hoes be on line shit

Friends got no motion blind leading the blind shit

Gas be to potent don't smoke on a wine tip

I know I'm that nigga so I need me a fine bitch

And she throw on that shit so you know she on fly shit

Yea, shit getting hectic

Ride in the Tonka engine keep revving

What's my next I'm keeping em' guessing

Never been a hater so I keep getting blessing

If it's out my control then why am I stressing

Slide in a coop I'm sly like Sylvester

Getting head with no hands riding in Tesla

Every track I get on get better and better

Uh no cap, you ain't settle for me

Then you settle for less

You settle for me then you settle for the best

When you talking to me better come correct

Step in the spot flawless don't gotta flex you I got checks

We see a opp lacking we sending em' in

We eliminating threats

Got more racks than a U.S Open

Chimney boys in the clutch you choking

Cuban the chain I'm not roping

Ain't taking you back if that's what you hoping

White boy in a frat my pockets is loafing

I'm smoking a face when I match it be boating

She use to bro me now she joeing

She was good girl now she hoeing

I'm from two to the one to the five

Shit get wicked on this side

Don't turn your lights off when you ride down

Cuz you just might get blicked on

We got them bows in unlimited high

We don't put huff in the sky

Five percent tint when we ride

And paper tags when we slide

You wanna see progress gotta put time in

Wanna be with the slats you gotta get slimed in

Evisu the jack and some dunks on some calm shit

Alternative motives these hoes be on line shit

Friends got no motion blind leading the blind shit

Gas be to potent don't smoke on a wine tip

I know I'm that nigga so I need me a fine bitch

And she throw on that shit so you know she on fly shit

Yea, got on Yeezy boots like I'm taking a hike

Ride five deep like I'm doing a heist

My dogs ride along with me like pegs on a bike

Want me to spare his life but I only bowl strikes

Cross that line my cost yo life

Don't bring a knife to a gun fight

Boy you know that shit ain't right, Damn

Walked in this bitch looking like showstoppers

Been around the world just like a Globetrooper

Law pull me no I do not know nada, shush

I pull off in Hellcat you pull of in PT Cruiser

I tinted the Carties I see that she choosing

Walking with Benjis they call us the blue men

Play with that heat like Gabrielle Union

JayBallStayBallin I'm not even hooping