[Intro: Rich Homie Quan] Came in at first had bad luck Got a whole lot, remember I ain't had none We done sold now everybody mad at me Tell 'em roll down now everybody smashin' Keep ready cause you know we bout to be a problem Hope you ready cause you know it bout to be a problem
[Hook: Kid Ink] It's the only way we know to go Squad up, never roll alone And we gone ride on forever We ride out together Pull up right in your zone Takeover the street, that's how we roll And we gone ride on forever We ride out together
[Verse 1: Tyga] Fancy when I drive, six cars in the driveway Cash in the driver door, spend it, do it my way I fucks you like a matador, fresh out the catalogue One fall we all fall, crew like dominos But chase (?) all my dogs riding smoke (?) heavy like the Pope, for that pot of gold We are not alone, broad better check your tone You gone need a lot of help, I ain't talkin' bank loans Sit with us, table last supper Toast to the brothers, some bad motherfuckers Yea, ain't nothin' but pure luxury You lookin' left to me, should be looking up to me Preferably one of the best She ridin' cause we (?) now and forever to death Be loyal, real, and respect Stay ahead of the rest We just sit back, relax, doin' things to impress