[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
From the depths of the B, back to the block
Cops tryna catch Jay with the-the-the rock
But I never slip dip on 'em like a pull up bar
In a prison yard, Blood or Crip, you gon' feel this
Calm your nerves, let the young boy serve
While I jump in the 'lac and pull up on the curb
Match your blunt [?] swerve, gone in the wind
Looking for a pretty bitch that'd love to get in
Good with a project nigga, I'm that nigga
Like three players with double digits, I got 6 figures
Gives a fuck what you going through, gin with the orange juice
Straighten it out like flat irons, come on through
Fill your cup, throw your hood up, put up
Five to the side [?] Buddha
High as the price of a hitman shooter
Mackin' hoes like Apple computers
What's my motherfucking name?
[Chorus: Lindsay]
Jay Rock from Watts
Jay Rock from Watts
Jay Rock from Watts
Jay Rock from Watts
Da-da-da-da-dah
Do-do-do-do, doo-doo-doo-da-dahhh
From the depths of the B, back to the block
Cops tryna catch Jay with the-the-the rock
But I never slip dip on 'em like a pull up bar
In a prison yard, Blood or Crip, you gon' feel this
Calm your nerves, let the young boy serve
While I jump in the 'lac and pull up on the curb
Match your blunt [?] swerve, gone in the wind
Looking for a pretty bitch that'd love to get in
Good with a project nigga, I'm that nigga
Like three players with double digits, I got 6 figures
Gives a fuck what you going through, gin with the orange juice
Straighten it out like flat irons, come on through
Fill your cup, throw your hood up, put up
Five to the side [?] Buddha
High as the price of a hitman shooter
Mackin' hoes like Apple computers
What's my motherfucking name?
[Chorus: Lindsay]
Jay Rock from Watts
Jay Rock from Watts
Jay Rock from Watts
Jay Rock from Watts
Da-da-da-da-dah
Do-do-do-do, doo-doo-doo-da-dahhh
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