[Intro]
(You're not making this easy, kyle)

[Verse 1: TrDee]
Baby, I'm the one, I be pushing point
Buffed up, they know that I'm from Detroit
You can quit it with the actin', you ain't foolin' me
She ain't know who I was, told her Google me

[Verse 2: BabyTron]
Shit, I'm flying down Wyoming, finna hit a right on Tireman
I don't need a plug to get connected, my shit wireless
Shit, we got the one type of sauce that ain't expiring
Your whole lifestyle, hang it up, retire it

[Verse 3: StanWill]
We done left him tireless
Pulled up in that hoopty, wet him up like we some firеmen
I'm lookin' for a BOA, you looking for who hiring
I be done lеft him DOA, keep metal like I'm Iron Man
I be scoring tireless

[Verse 4: TrDee]
I don't wanna fuck you if I cannot get the neck before
Might as well throw your gun away, why you ain't up the score?
Heard the opposition pullin' up, I'm waitin' at the door
All facts, I probably jugged your granny when I had the 'fro
[Verse 5: BabyTron]
How you tryna play the game, don't even know the stipulations?
Before the victories, it's trials and some tribulations
You don't get nowhere doin' nothin' like, boy, what risk you takin'?
Heat a birdy up, turn it to babies, I'm just incubating

[Verse 6: StanWill]
Keep a Glock up on me, keep a knot up on me
They ain't really on that shit they sayin', boy, my opps be phony
I just count the Franklins and Jacksons whenever I be lonely
I hope pigs can fly 'cause we take them bitches on high-speed only

[Verse 7: TrDee]
Light another 'Wood
Ridin' with a bad bitch, can't even tell she from the hood
I'll shoot it, turn around, walk away, I know it's good
I don't talk much, don't gotta explain what's understood
ShittyBoyz, bitch

[Verse 8: BabyTron]
Cruise control for seven hours got my legs sleep
Fuckin' up the gears in manual, done did the 'Vette egregious
Ain't even have to slap it, fake chains got his neck cheesin'
Throwin' plays downfield, the opps tryna Ed Reed

[Verse 9: StanWill]
Yesterday was Virgil off Dior, but today, I'm in Gucci
I can't wait to catch him in the field like I'm Seiya Suzuki
Chopper with the leg, I hit his dreads, we done gave him a Boosie
Unky got a script for everything like he played in a movie
[Verse 10: StanWill, TrDee, & BabyTron]
Slidin' 'round with them sticks like a Rangers game
.223s barbecue his ribs like it's Labor Day
Every time I'm in Saks, I blow major pape'
Why they always speakin' on my name? N***as extra gay
Coach put me in the game, we been winnin' since
Just got a pocket rocket, upped it when I'm in a pinch
Boomshakalaka, boomshakalaka, boomshaka
ARP, LMG, I'm slidin' down with two choppers
What I paid for this Redeye wide body, shit, I could've probably grabbed a few Hondas (Skrrt)