Get your motherfuckin` glass, `cus it`s a blast from the pastYou didn`t think we would touch it two times niggaGin & juice up in this bitch, yeahSome of that beats by the pound flavor, you feel meGet your ice, get your cups, `cus we about to get fucked up in hereYeah straight upI`m still smokin`, driftin`, swifta than a mothafuckaTwisted off a cup of that `ole ignat juiceHeated in the seat cup fulla drankBeatin` up the block in the dark blue tankBullet proof vest on my chest for the causeDiggin` in my draws for dem muthafuckin` lawsHarrassin` a nigga, blastin` a niggaI ain`t seen shit, so why you askin` a niggaTo fucked up off that G-I and juiceC-I get loose, nigga whatchu wanna doI got a crew but I choose to roll soloEspecially on Sundays dippin` in my low low[Incomprehensible] spot for the glockI ain`t fuckin` with the hen dogg so toss out the [Incomprehensible]Put my shit on three wheels for thrillsI hit a corner and make sure my drink don`t spill, that`s realRollin down the street with heatDrankin`, [Incomprehensible] sittin` on D`sTop rolled back so I can feel the breezeNever slippin`, I keep my eyes on my enemiesRollin down the street with heatDrankin`, [Incomprehensible] sittin` on D`sTop rolled back so I can feel the breezeNever slippin`, I keep my eyes on my enemiesNow trip dis`, I`m on Interstate 10 fuckin` with this CreoleShe said she knows Nino, stop me locA cup of that gin & juice, I blank a bitch outThen turn the bitch out, look hereThere ain`t no need for you to be wastin` my timeSee I picked you up, now I`m gonna stick you up and dick you upAnd give you what you need, then bring you back down to realityWith that California weedShe seemed trouble at first and then it got worse`Cus now I got my hand up and down her mini-skirtTwerkin` that shit while I`m ridin` up the highwayDoin` it my way, the hella highway, the fly wayYeah swervin` in another lane, tryin` to maintainAnd baby girl steady takin` dick to the brainNow it ain`t no thing, `cus she swallowed it upThen she wanted to take a puff, I said@Look here bitch you`ve had enough@Rollin down the street with heatDrankin`, [Incomprehensible] sittin` on D`sTop rolled back so I can feel the breezeNever slippin`, I keep my eyes on my enemiesRollin down the street with heatDrankin`, [Incomprehensible] sittin` on D`sTop rolled back so I can feel the breezeNever slippin`, I keep my eyes on my enemiesSomebody say, I wanna get fucked up, come on, nowEverybody say, I wanna get fucked up, yeahI popped by the ice cream shopThe cops saw me, cops stopped me, you heard meWere`s Serv-D, nigga will serve meSince you got that big bad ass dangleNigga you know I`m know for havin` that big ass bankTryin` to find all your dope, `cus I`m a smokerI`ll find that indo weed even when I`m on the East Coast`Cus times gettin` hard on the boulevard, but I refuse to lose[Incomprehensible]Yo I know Jimmy`s sent me somethin`, I need to cop somethin`I know you got somethin`, nigga stop frontin`Get at your boy, hook it up like Master PWould it be a tragedy to fill me the best weedRollin down the street, with heatDrankin`, [Incomprehesible] , sittin` on D`sTop rolled back so I can feel the breezeNever slippin`, I keep my eyes on my enemiesRollin down the street with heatDrankin`, [Incomprehensible] , sittin` on D`sTop rolled back so I can feel the breezeNever slippin`, I keep my eyes on my enemiesBitch, trademark