[Intro]

(You're not making this easy, kyle)

[Verse 1: TrDee]

Baby, I'm the one, I be pushing point

Buffed up, they know that I'm from Detroit

You can quit it with the actin', you ain't foolin' me

She ain't know who I was, told her Google me

[Verse 2: BabyTron]

Shit, I'm flying down Wyoming, finna hit a right on Tireman

I don't need a plug to get connected, my shit wireless

Shit, we got the one type of sauce that ain't expiring

Your whole lifestyle, hang it up, retire it

[Verse 3: StanWill]

We done left him tireless

Pulled up in that hoopty, wet him up like we some firеmen

I'm lookin' for a BOA, you looking for who hiring

I be done lеft him DOA, keep metal like I'm Iron Man

I be scoring tireless

[Verse 4: TrDee]

I don't wanna fuck you if I cannot get the neck before

Might as well throw your gun away, why you ain't up the score?

Heard the opposition pullin' up, I'm waitin' at the door

All facts, I probably jugged your granny when I had the 'fro

[Verse 5: BabyTron]

How you tryna play the game, don't even know the stipulations?

Before the victories, it's trials and some tribulations

You don't get nowhere doin' nothin' like, boy, what risk you takin'?

Heat a birdy up, turn it to babies, I'm just incubating

[Verse 6: StanWill]

Keep a Glock up on me, keep a knot up on me

They ain't really on that shit they sayin', boy, my opps be phony

I just count the Franklins and Jacksons whenever I be lonely

I hope pigs can fly 'cause we take them bitches on high-speed only

[Verse 7: TrDee]

Light another 'Wood

Ridin' with a bad bitch, can't even tell she from the hood

I'll shoot it, turn around, walk away, I know it's good

I don't talk much, don't gotta explain what's understood

ShittyBoyz, bitch

[Verse 8: BabyTron]

Cruise control for seven hours got my legs sleep

Fuckin' up the gears in manual, done did the 'Vette egregious

Ain't even have to slap it, fake chains got his neck cheesin'

Throwin' plays downfield, the opps tryna Ed Reed

[Verse 9: StanWill]

Yesterday was Virgil off Dior, but today, I'm in Gucci

I can't wait to catch him in the field like I'm Seiya Suzuki

Chopper with the leg, I hit his dreads, we done gave him a Boosie

Unky got a script for everything like he played in a movie

[Verse 10: StanWill, TrDee, & BabyTron]

Slidin' 'round with them sticks like a Rangers game

.223s barbecue his ribs like it's Labor Day

Every time I'm in Saks, I blow major pape'

Why they always speakin' on my name? Niggas extra gay

Coach put me in the game, we been winnin' since

Just got a pocket rocket, upped it when I'm in a pinch

Boomshakalaka, boomshakalaka, boomshaka

ARP, LMG, I'm slidin' down with two choppers

What I paid for this Redeye wide body, shit, I could've probably grabbed a few Hondas (Skrrt)