Getting stopped by the cops Homie in the back seat drinkn ol E smokn a bleazy Quick everyone hide yo indow Knock knock Flashlight in the window License and registration Poundn the steering wheel fuckin frustration Served with a no warrant order 5-0 says your friend about 2 upchuck He gets a ticket just his god damn luck Back of the state patrol Homies talkin shit gettin outta control Got charged with a misdemeanor Dank in my pants around my weener Drivin away scott free rolled up the dank smoked another bleazyyyy Cops drive right by not noticing a thing Lil do I know they bout to pull a sting click click there goes the cuffs Whoop whoop an I'm goin to jail Yee yee where the breezies Riding on my coattails to get that pussy Cookin that cookie Box it up nabsico From 509 back to frisco My shit be cracklin like disco You can have that or This tho Daz n kurupt double up my dough Double my money That's right hoe Why everyone so money hongree Money buys happiness but I disagree I'm just tryin to make my life complete Dealing with the battle from the street Lookin over my shoulder for the god damn heat Just want a normal life Someday find a wife Please just let me Run from it all Don't want my momma to get dat last call Theee almighty dollar Gotta fat stack....Ima holler Credit seven fiftee ya come fuck wit mee Run up on me and we gonna see We gonna have some beef