Wood Grain Wheel Slim Thug

[Hook]
Ay I gots ta work my wood grain wheel
Ay I gots ta work my wood grain wheel
Ay I gots ta work my wood grain wheel
Trunks steady bumpin, grillz steady comin
Ay I gots ta work my wood grain wheel
Ay I gots ta work my wood grain wheel
Ay I gots ta work my wood grain wheel
Trunks steady bumpin, grillz steady comin

[Verse 1]
I takin off down the runway, broad day Sunday
Haters lookin at me, I ain't playin nuttin but gunplay
Hand on the grain, while I'm swangin down the oneway
Boppas everywhere, I see it'll be a fun day
I might as well stay up all night, 'til it's Monday
My shit will probably end up where my son stay
Got baby momma drama, cause the bitch drivin a Hyundai
And I got a Rolls, G's up hoes - still down
'Til I'm down watch me act a damn clown
We the cleanest shit around makin muthafuckas frown
Flippin through my town, tryin to see what the fucks up
Boss City Ballas, bitch niggas get your bucks up
I gotta King Ranch, that'll make you put ya trunks up
Lookin like them other boys ran all they luck up
Damn 'sho can't touch us, we them true bosses
You know how we do it fool, we them holdin flosses