[Interlude]:

Uh, five deep

Riding round the city, we need to eat

Perret talking shit in the backseat

And we got them cups full of that bittersweet

Windows down and we got the speakers up

Screaming out the window "We don't give a fuck!"

Nakai leaking out, hope his eyes don't shut

On The Run open yeah, we in luck

We glazed nigga, for days nigga

(x2)

Yeah, we glazed nigga, for days