RANGE UNEEK & 9mice

[Intro: UNEEK]
Damn—
Yeah, yeah (Damn—)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: UNEEK]
We slidin' in the Range Rover (Damn, Trgc made that?)
Y'all know what they hatin' for
Hop out with that big bank roll
Hot switch on that dick, I tote
Got Chrome Heart rings on
I done fucked this famous ho
Real ten, she a bad one
Can't say her name though

[Verse 1: UNEEK]
Heh, run in the door
I'm in the back, tryna fill that throat
Ice on my wrist like Chicago
Walk in that bag like a G.I. Joe
Proboy, get your bands up
We shoot that bitch like a camera
Switchin' the whip, it go faster
I'm finna fuck on a dancer (Fuck on a dancer)
We spin that back block
Bad man want see some track
Young nigga gone spaz out
And I get evеrything that I want