Hol' up I've been back on my bullshit for a minute now

I made it in the nic of the time, I called a time out

So we could ride out

'Till we make it to the costal plains

I got the gas in my tank, said "don't worry bout my fuel range"

I got the gas in my tank, said "don't worry bout my fuel range"

(sing along)

All the ghetto kids screaming "That's my whip!"

All the hood niggas singing "I need tints"

All the hood fiens walk around with the itch

Make a couple sails just to live on a ship

87,91,93

Driving on economy, next whip it better come with LEATHERSEATS

Just let me breathe, no albuterol

{I} Wasn't ready for the fall

Right before the coup de gras

How can I relate to y'all?

All my words, they feel like salt-

Shaking in my sleep, Cut my nose & spite the face

Running same place

Running same place.

Hol' up I've been back on my bullshit for a minute now

I made it in the nic of the time, I called a time out

So we could ride out

'Till we make it to the costal plains

I got the gas in my tank, said "don't worry bout my fuel range"

I got the gas in my tank, said "don't worry bout my fuel range"