wake up bake up shake up aye 8balls 40’s ounces aye blunts bongs jays aye we smoke everyday just that mary jane we never do cocaine maybe nicotine we switchin lanes gotta keep maintain always rock a chain always got bling bling went hollywood i changed still out here gettin strange still outside on my street corner bitch i really bang you think you gang gang bitch you never done a thing wrong in your life get the fuck up out my way they dont know what we been through this shit would scare them too pullin out a .44 burst open back doors run a 40 yard dash ima bout this cash she gon bounce that ass ima pull up fast smokin on that gas from oakland C A homies chokin cherry AK its all in the game like E A and it’s Tay LA fuck what anyone say ima be me til my final day when i die go spread me in the bay if you dont ima haunt you from the grave and when you spread my ashes make sure it be comin from a ashtray