Toy BeatKing (Ft. GT Garza)

[Chorus: BeatKing]
Riding, riding down a slab in my candy red toy
Looking so good, represent my hood
Riding, riding down a slab in my candy red toy
Looking, looking so good, repre, represent my hood
Riding, riding down a slab in my candy red toy
Looking so good, represent my hood
Riding, riding down a slab in my candy red toy
Looking, looking so good, repre, represent my hood

[Verse 1: BeatKing]
Coming down clean in a candy red toy
Pop trunk, apple my phone
Club Godzilla riding chrome
These hoes won't leave me alone
Beat King Kong getting dome on this throne
215's in the trunk get big, sipping lean in the front
Candy paint glean in the sun
Turning heads on 28
Broke niggas say they ever hate but I ain't tripping
Still tippin' slow with GT Garza
Nigga we mobbing, do something, roof crawlin'
Got a yellow bitch with good brain, she didn't need [?]
She on my dick 'cause I'm rich, see through ebola
I don't see these broke niggas but they see me
Everyday on the radio on T-V
Still tippin' on 84's, [?] nigga how you learn that like B.G
Club God swervin' like I'm Boosie
Free Gucci
Call a bitch and make a movie
Slab cruising, hogging lanes, excuse me
Broke hoes talking down, that shit amuse me
I'm still Club God, [?] they with me
Riding 'round with that pistol, my body guard like I'm Whitney
I keep it all time 'cause niggas wanna get me
'Cause they see me