[Intro: Sylvan LaCue, Prez P]
This for all my n***as on Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays that's just tryna get their mind right
Do this shit for y'all, you feel me?
Yeah, n***a, you know'm saying
The city, you know, is changing again, na mean
But it's the same old shit
So n***as flexing, boy, you know'm saying

[Hook: Prez P]
I'm in the hood where n***as don't bother me, North Miami where the riders be
Smoking on rapper weed, she wanna follow me, she wanna get on top of me
I'm in the hood where n***as don't bother me, North Miami where the riders be
Smoking on rapper weed, she wanna follow me, she wanna get on top of me

[Verse 1: Prez P]
My outfit is sticking
Lets roll in, no telling where we going
My gas full of that- joint full of that gas too
It's gon' be hell of a summer, shit
We been up since the past two
Gotta get that bag immediately
Can't ever be the last two
I picked up LaCue like hop in my n***a we slidin'
We vibin' lets go to the strip club
We can hit G5 then act like we got 5 G's
Them hoes won't know we lying
Let's see if we get lucky
We buzzin' like the Beehive and
We could live it up
Fuck if our problem knee high and
Tell them freaks just a weekend, they can go off in that deep end
See them n***as plottin'
Leave them boys no option
Kill them haters off and kill these ladies softly