I wake up early in the morning,
round the crack of dawn
Wave to my neighbors like, what's up?
And I'ma tight it up,
that bang in my trunk
Everybody in my city show me love
Because I got my speakers
going hammer
Babbur, babbur, babbur
Speakers going hammer
Speakers going hammer
Babbur, babbur, babbur
Speakers going hammer
Speakers going hammer
Back up in this bitch, niggas free to go
It was all good, just a key or go
Price for the 20, all I need to know
Still moving snow like it's three below
You trace hard, while I Cape Cod
You niggas lil' bees to the base guard
I been cooking, is you mistooking?
Chi -town plug, got the city jookin'
Givenchy, motorcycle leathers
Mad Max, five stacks for
a look this weathered
Small circle,
bad bitches all think they clever
That makes ones whole shape
and recycle better
Sit em on the curb when
I'm done with em
She oblivious her girl wanna
come with em
Can't blame her other niggas
can't run with em
Usain Bolt do these bitches
and I'm done with em
up early in the mornin'
So live I fix her up right
She tells me
Oh I thought I saw you earlier
This guy had a Range Rover just like you
I say Range Rover,
well, this ain't no motherfuckin'
Range Rover
This is a G55,
130 ,000 of wintertime throwaway money
You must be out your fuckin' mind
See, I can tell you ain't
gonna be around long
You ain't doin' enough motherfuckin'
homework on your nigga
Get it right
You