[Interlude]:

Uh, five deep
Riding round the city, we need to eat
Perret talking shit in the backseat
And we got them cups full of that bittersweet
Windows down and we got the speakers up
Screaming out the window "We don't give a fuck!"
Nakai leaking out, hope his eyes don't shut
On The Run open yeah, we in luck

We glazed n***a, for days n***a
(x2)

Yeah, we glazed n***a, for days