Ran off heating up like the fan off Flying down the interstate gotta drop a few bands off That lamb talk Tire marks left in the asphalt Worldwide up north kickin shit with the bath salts huh Where you niggas at cause we outside I pull up in that brand new ride we gone slide Texas nigga so I spiked the Tropicana with a deuce My bitch shit on all my haters water diamonds hit like sploosh Niggas playin with the bag knowin we don’t really play If taking that the wrong way you catchin slugs up in the faceee See it could be a summer night or a cold winter dayy If you goin gainst the grain on the grain you gone stayyy