[Intro: G.T.]
(You recordin', Smerf?)
What up, Webb?
What up, Vito? Ayy
Nigga, ayy
C'mon
Ayy, nigga, yeah

[Verse 1: G.T.]
Lookin' at the Rollie, man, that's perfect timing (Perfect timing)
Speed balling, you can catch me on the 7 flyin'
Made a killin' every day, a nigga wake up grindin' (A nigga wake up grindin')
Could've worked a nine-to-five, but I started supplyin' (For real)
Six-point-two, it sound like it's cryin' (Skrrt)
Rims twenty-four inches with the matchin' lining (Man)
I want a big mansion sittin' by an island
My lil' niggas under twenty-one and they retired (Yeah)
Pull up on the 6, I see Vezz, I see Webb
I see Benz, I see 'Lac, man, we get it in for real
Vezz had the Bentley 'fore we ever had a deal (No cap)
The ice give us chills (Man), the pints comin' sealed, ayy (Yeah), nigga
What they pay where you live, nigga?
I'll have them bitches touch down for the right ticket
I jumped off the porch and got straight in it
Just made me a ten, it took eight minutes
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