In the SRT and I’m going fast She come to the crib and I’m beating her back When she get around me she don’t know how to act She calling me papa but I’m not her dad Sipping on wock and I’m sipping on ack And I’m sipping on drank, sipping DJ Fat Got a lil’ white girl and she say I got swag She got good style, she got good class When she get around me she don’t know how to act Got a Glock in my jeans and it’s making me sad And I’m representing Tana, can’t go out sad You sitting there hating you making me laugh And I got the choppa and the mac I’m going up I don’t know why you’re mad
She said she don’t wanna hurt me Love me [?] fire I’m burning I just wanna know, are you worth it? You’re in my heart, please don’t worry No, I don’t miss, I feel like Curry I put on my music and I turn the lights off I been working so hard I need to take a night off No I don’t need to flex, I’m taking my ice off I feel like Wick, put the Lean in my soda I’m trying so hard to keep my composure In the R8 with the butterfly doors on Pass me the lighter ’cause I finna roll one I’m with the gang, not talking about no one [?] persona I’m kicking back, I’m chilling on the sofa We walk up in Neiman’s, everybody know us I’m kicking back on the tour bus I finna go put a four up I’m off the Wock, finna throw up I was down too long tryna go home Keep that shawty away I don’t know her I’m still with my stick, feel like Moses We in that Benz you in that Corolla
In the SRT and I’m going fast She come to the crib and I’m beating her back When she around me she don’t know how to act She calling me papa but I’m not her dad Sipping on wock and I’m sipping on ack And I’m sipping on drank, sipping DJ Fat Got a lil’ white girl and she say I got swag She got good style, she got good class When she around me she don’t know how to act Got a Glock in my jeans and it’s making me sad And I’m representing Tana, can’t go out sad You sitting there hating you making me laugh And I got the choppa and the mac I’m going up I don’t know why you’re mad In the SRT and I’m going fast She come to the crib and I’m beating her back When she around me she don’t know how to act She calling me papa but I’m not her dad Sipping on wock and I’m sipping on ack I’m sipping on drank, sipping DJ Fat Got a lil’ white girl and she say I got swag She got good style, she got good class When she around me she don’t know how to act Got a Glock in my jeans and it’s making me sad And I’m representing Tana, can’t go out sad You sitting there hating you making me laugh
Oh oh And I got the choppa and the mac I’m going up I don’t know why you’re mad I’m going up I don’t know why you’re mad I’m going up I don’t know why you’re mad
In the SRT and I’m going fast She come to the crib and I’m beating her back When she around me she don’t know how to act She calling me papa but I’m not her dad Sipping on wock and I’m sipping on ack And I’m sipping on drank, sipping DJ Fat Got a lil’ white girl and she say I got swag She got good style, she got good class When she get around me she don’t know how to act Got a Glock in my jeans and it’s making me sad And I’m representing Tana, can’t go out sad You sitting there hating you making me laugh And I got the choppa and the mac I’m going up I don’t know why you’re mad