See, I was through the city with a big ol' pistol Trickin' off niggaz in the Range, rental I was smokin', drinkin', end up tipsy through my rear view, they followin' me
I why the fuck are they followin' me I seem them niggaz creepin' two cars me You'll never catch me slippin', me and my piece You be smokin' if you think I'ma call the police
I'm a beast, still got a got my Converse thumpin' down the concrete Black and Bugatti is Strong Arm robbery, you can't deny me
My garage, a mirage, a collage of I look alive with the nine when I my home Been on tour in Japan, been in Rome This is man business, recognize the tone
If I don't recognize the number, won't my phone every area code, still stay in my zone I don't play no fuckin' games now, bitch, I'm Now I your fuckin' neck to the shit I'm on, yeah
Six-four, chromed out, rollin' Get your weight up 'cause X can't stop Niggaz thought it was over but X came rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
Yeah, my release bang the streets We hang like orangutans, mangle the Niggaz hatin', to the lies that they tell My reality over where that fiction fail
What the hell, might as show the cards I'm holdin' Sweet taste, aromatic, rollin' Got the Range Rover supercharged, with the strut kit My chain to my dang-a-lang, what the fuck, bitch?
Boomerang my change, I rearrange thangs My slang, click, bang and they brains Then I pray, Our who art in Heaven Got people out the buildin' like 9/11
X to the Z, landin' on them like Plymouth Rock You get out, get socked in your fuckin' mouth Now know the business, you want it, come get it But if you rollin', throw it up, let me know that you it
Six-four, chromed out, rollin' Get weight up 'cause X can't stop rollin' thought it was over but X came back rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
Six-four, chromed out, rollin' Get your up 'cause X can't stop rollin' Niggaz it was over but X came back rollin' I got my own sack to roll, so I'm
Yeah, I repeat my name over I on the finer things, you cringe in defeat Escalation, to another plateau Sometimes it a few steps back to mentally grow
Here we go, what you know? in motion Straight West and West worldwide rollin' Got that Martin DV9 equipped with a stash box In case I find myself alone in a tight spot
Strip down my frame, repave my Insane with my ink pen, Citizen Don't complain when the slide back and bang Make it taste shit when you sayin' my name
It's the State heavyweight, holdin' the belt 'Cause I'm a one man army, I need no help This is a pistol, I use to myself Careful these hammerhead points Is bad for health, my nia
Six-four, out, ragtop rollin' Get your weight up 'cause X stop rollin' Niggaz it was over but X came back rollin' I got my own sack to roll, so I'm
Six-four, chromed out, rollin' Get weight up 'cause X can't stop rollin' thought it was over but X came back rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
See, I was through the city with a big ol' pistol off these niggaz in the Range, rental I was smokin', drinkin', end up kinda Lookin' my rear view, they followin' me
I why the fuck are they followin' me I seem them creepin' two cars behind me never catch me slippin', just me and my piece You be smokin' if you think I'ma call the police