[Chorus: Tony Shhnow]
Hop out with that K blowing KK
I'm burning on rubber, I get high on the highway
My momma mad that I'm made its the wavy day
I'm juugin, finessin, I re-rock the play
I don't know why, I just know that you can't
When I fell down, then I go hit the bank
She on my dick cause I am what you ain't

[Verse 1: Tony Shhnow]
And I juug it little better
Work in the kitchen, I cook it little better
I let you close just so we can finesse you
Army guns we got the K's and Burettas
I hit yo hoe and my Glock on the dresser
I get that pipe and this bitch going, pressure
I got a bitch so thick, she got extra
You don't got a check on me, n***a I'm chеcked up
You don't gotta run a play, n***a I'm sacked up
Glock kick back ...
If I get down bad Imma run it back up
If I gеt down bad Imma get on my ...
Like the movie n***a just acting tough
Carl... but I hop out the clutch
I drop bitches everyday I'm a clutz
On exotic and my whole body runtz
She want lunch, she been hit me for months
Will Smith hit the streets then I punch
I stripe for a ticket, no but
Got tool on my hip so she think I'm the one
I still talk to myself, y'all ain't talking bout nothing
[Chorus: Tony Shhnow]
Hop out with that K blowing KK
I'm burning on rubber, I get high on the highway
My momma mad that I'm made its the wavy day
I'm juugin, finessin, I re-rock the play
I don't know why, I just know that you can't
When I fell down, then I go hit the bank
She on my dick cause I am what you ain't

[Verse 2: Terrance Escobar]
I stack up that cash and stay out the way
She down on her knees, but she not bout to pray
R.I.P Virgil, off-white on my shoes
I'm like how many racks can I count up today
I'm a vet in the game, bitch I'm having ...
Swerving that big body, AMG it came with speed
Rest in peace Vigil and Rest in peace Keed
Stuff crust backwood I feel like Longway
Stay out the streets and get hot like a sauna
My n***as real demons, they taking you wonder
Do I get too hot, sometime sit back and wonder
I get no sleep, nod off when I drive
I'm way too geeked I might fall out the sky
Try doing me dirty, they doing you bad
These n***as be broke and that's why they be mad
I just pulled out the lot and you know I-
[Chorus: Tony Shhnow]
Hop out with that K blowing KK
I'm burning on rubber, I get high on the highway
Momma get mad I made its the wavy day
I'm juugin, finessin, I re-rock the play
I don't know why, I just know that you can't
When I fell down, then I go hit the bank
She on my dick cause I am what you ain't