Lyrics:
Pull up and hop in the tonka truck yea
Yea we going up
[Justo]
Hit em up, like he Tupac
Chop hit his locks like the boondocks
Want him dead, now I’m
a straight line
War paths
Under streetlights
Raise hell
Just to make it right
Ain't no telling
When we're driving by
Rally the soldiers
'Cause we're moving
a straight line
War paths
Under streetlights
Raise hell
Just to make it right
Ain't no telling
When we're driving by
Rally the soldiers
'Cause we're moving
the trucks moving
To the right in the alley
With a bite like the valleys
No ball
Sorry lil sally
But your momma is gone
Up in heaven with god
She was shot in
the thugs obey us
Bust a slug to save us
Straight missle, pulse gristle, snapper crime
Poppin tops off of Anaheims, tropic refined
Extorton air time,
together by putting they shit on pause
So what does it mean, Assault on Precinct 13?
You are bout to see just what the dirt bring
It's working, that force, I
my East Coast bitches like my West Coast
I been drinkin' Actavis like it's red, yo
It's daytime outside, we light the candles
I been ballin' on your
through
And my rims way bigger than yours
Red truck, blue truck, green truck, black truck
Suburban, Excursion, that Tahoe, that 'llac truck
F**k it
soul in asking
One day she'd care for me
Red hair, raven hair gold like the sun
All of us in motion, moving on and on
And I was cast out on the ocean
Like that? Like that
Like this!
I be the first out, nigga shady bring the worst out
Black beretta put the thirst out
See I'm rollin' in my truck
my life
Yeah ooo
Know they're mesmerised by the way I shine
Yeah ooo
Stealth mode when I ride, stealth mode when I ride
Yeah ooo
Moving side to side,
Got a hundred pounds moving on the road
(Gas, gas)
Which way they gon' go? (Which way?)
I can tell nobody 'bout the plug (No way, no)
I can't let 'em
with one bitch, leave with two
By myself at the top like cocoon
When I'm in the coupe I feel like a cocoon
Designer gifts red bottoms baboon
We
Probably sacrilegious all the materials I’m combining
All this fine dining got my palate refining but Red Snapper lemon pepper got real estate in my mental
ducks
Big body bitches in yo clique like some trucks
Bro got sticks like fortnite but these blue hundreds not no Vbucks
I might pull up get right by you,
and dimming the lights
I see a light in my life
The cities like mountains, I see them on my either sides
Red lights are turning to green
Starting to say more
off like hairs, loose ends
Music is my life to me
Musics the one thing that's been standing by me
Thats my right hand and my soldier to me
I write so
the commotion
Sipping on Perth, moving slow like a turtle, fuck with RJ, you get jumped like a hurdle
Don't need a feeder, hop out and go search it, screaming,
Hilger
Bow
Tsk (Get that Bag!)
Uh Huhhh!
Money in my pocket we getting paid just for moving stuff
Swing around the bend hit the gas yeah we too turnt
like a shell
Driving, going 80, I don’t got a belt
Fuckers want to chase me, try it for yourself
I've been going up, steady moving stealth
I don’t give
can tell by how she grab the mic
I'm bout to light this motherfucker up
That's okay
Getting lifted like a white boy truck
That's okay
Look I'm bout
Baby it's lit come through my party
Girl you sexy keep moving yo body
Niggas ain't tough call they bluff like brr
Niggas ain't foolin' nobody Baby
you shaking by the legs
Eyes red message on read
Dodging the hate ole
No baseball but we got to slide just to be safe
She want all of me so I put it
ain't stuck
Cold hearted it's like an armored truck
Name Geez, fam call me buck
A sucker for love she got me fucked up
Falling for you, got me scuffed up
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