Pull up, you see me, I see you, I brake

Windows dark, black, mm, yeah

Ain't got no shade

Got some scratches on the black wheels

From when we bust the curb

Swervin, smokin' three, fives, to calm the nerves

Yeah, foot on gas, til tank on E

Bro Rollin' Woods, left the guts in the street

Bro Rollin' Woods, replace guts with green

Phone down, I don't look, bitch, it's DND

You post up in places you don't own

Bitch, that's BNB

I can do things you can't really do

Must be what she see in me

Right now, ain't entertained

Must be the tree in me

Oxy hit like, right away

Put that bitch up in a drink

Put that bitch up in a drink

I need something to slow release

Need something to help my peace

Told baе hold my piece, hun

Belt from London, UK

Gavе it to my brother

Put her on the shelf, she dusty

Ain't gon' touch her

Burnin' down the street

I'm leaving ' tracks, smell like rubber

Pull up, you see me, I see you, I brake

Windows dark, black, mm, yeah

Ain't got no shade

Got some scratches on the black wheels

From when we bust the curb

Swervin, smokin' three, fives, to calm the nerves

Yeah, runnin' miles, yeah, this bitch hot

I'm speedin' fast till this bitch drop

I'll smoke down till this shit stop

Had the pack, but bitch, that dropped

Heard you tried the wave, but then you flopped

Constantly bangin' on walls, I got you boxed up

All this fake love, I'm down, you're not

All this fake love, I'm down, you're not

All that fake buzz, even fiends won't rock

Pull up you see me, I see you, I brake

Windows dark black, mm yeah

Ain't got no shade