im out and about i aint hiding yeah u see me riding you the one who really hiding heard that yo spot was hot prolly cuz your ass is trifling wanna hit you with the automatic rifle grrrr that aint your car you aint got no title make you sing American idol its up there now its mufucking stuck there i always keep shit solid u den showed one too many flaws i got that spreader like peanut butter i aint. scared to let that bitch off