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[Chorus] Ridin' 'round in my old whip Used to drive that thing like I stole it I control the drop while you roll it 12 pull us over, you'll hold it You the coldest girl out the North, yeah You the hottest girl and you know it I might just let you pour it for real, yeah [Bridge] Ah, yeah, got a little trip Got it real, ridin' really real Ridin' round, trynna make a mil', yeah [Verse] Man I woke up up in the middle of the night And just fillin' up my backwood all up As many extendos as possible Money, money alcohol pussy weed Everything on me weed and the lab-anos Got the diam-anos, angelos You get it vámonos I gotta' know One thing about you, I'm finna' menage you You still give me time yeah you know, massage you You might make me hide you, but How you can but you know that you winnin' You know what you wearin' The pot and to piss in You know when you in it Come with more hydro and NyQuil More Xan than a Bicycle, you know that I roll it Roll it you I'm rollin' my pollie holdin' from my coaches Niggas know I remote control it Money, fuck it, I need money homie Got that money comin' in, out at the spot Got it hot, on lock as approaches Hop in my whip we get coast it, yeahhh [Bridge] Ah, yeah, got a little trip Got it real, ridin' really real Ridin' round, trynna make a mil' [Chorus] Ridin' 'round in my old whip Used to drive that thing like I stole it I control the drop while you roll it 12 pull us over, you'll hold it You the coldest girl out the North, yeah You the hottest girl and you know it I might just let you pour it for real, yeah [Instrumental Outro]