Gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

Exit off from the 105

Long Beach Boulevard if you make a right (make a right)

My grandma stayed just off Rosecrans

If you wake up early, hit Tamale Man (Tamale)

Pistol on my hip

I got a hoodrat, she can strip

Durag make the waves drip

The Kool-Aid on the pickle like my sis

This is grown shit, you a child

Touch my bitch, I got violence for you

Riding around, putting mileage on it

Got a clean '64 with some Daytons on it (Daytons)

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas (W-A-T-R)

Pushing down bullets with the bullshit

.223's, MJ's and full clips (bullshit)

Mama said, "Don't go outside in your new fit"

Nigga, might just lose your lifе if the shoe fit

They shootin' in thе streets so look both ways

I just keep it honest, rappers so fake

You niggas cornier than the corn lady (yeah)

You niggas cheesier than my elotes

Hop out to 17 and 91

Where niggas die at nineteen at 91

Live fast, they were dying young

Know that first time gettin' a bag I'm finna buy me some

Swapmeet, no Rolex, it's just rollie chains (damn)

Or the gold rope with the nameplate

We was eatin' off the same plate

Hit the function bet it probably get shot up

But we gon' ball away on (bap, bap, bap, bap, bap)

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas

It's goin' 'round and 'round