(Pre-Hook) Hanging out the window with a big oak timber I just get it slow, it ain’t winter or December Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums Don’t be yelling God now when them cars start loopin (Hook) I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums (Verse) I roll up, my tint drop (drop) The stick pop (pop) Hit the gas, get ghost through the grid lock (lock) Watch and see how one key will get the grid locked Watch and see how one me will get the crib hot Your cunts can’t stop in my ruthless ways Fuck around and turn this back to John Doe and boobie days Think I give a fuck what your computers say? Have you pissin in your trues when my ruga raised I go hard like a wet square Left everybody on the floor when I left there Chopper knock a motherfucker out a fresh pair Gunplay, gun smoke til it ain’t no fresh air (Pre-Hook) Hanging out the window with a big oak timber I just get it slow, it ain’t winter or December Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums Don’t be yelling God now when them cars start loopin (Hook) I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums (Verse) AR15 yay scrape off the beam Aye, they want that free base, I’m on the feet chase Forgies, no cheapskates, orgies in each state More beef with each day, fuck your release day I’m just that goon out that Maybach pluton Now bitch bake that moola, slide it to me smooth I blow my gun, and the blunt from my lung And a cup from my rum and a stick for my drum I’m out here, come see me, this oak big as a tree When I go, write my testament in graffiti All I know I got a piece and I’m pissin on peach trees I know how that go, we bout that woah, believe me We be… (Pre-Hook) Hanging out the window with a big oak timber I just get it slow, it ain’t winter or December Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums Don’t be yelling God now when them cars start loopin (Hook) I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums