(BrentRambo) Woah Niggas really run this shit bro Yeah Woah Woah Woah I'm counting racks today, tell me what you did nigga? I made a bag today, tell me what you did nigga? (Yeah) My bitch ass way too fat, it look a lil too big bro (Woah) Look at them lil ass pockets your shit on toothpick bro Lil bro proud of me, said "Look at you, big bro" (Ha) Got to keep my composure, I told you got everybody saying "Way To Go" I ride with my Slayworld soldiers, XD-45 on the holster (Up in the holster) Niggas run up and it's over, put his lil' ass on a poster Might be riding the Hellcat, might be riding that Cobra (In that Cobra) Ha, just got some new bands, guess niggas finna go load up (Finna go load up) Sipping on red red red, niggas ain't sippin' no Cola (This ain't no Cola) Ha, two coffee cups, neither one of them got mocha (Ain't no mocha) Ha, just copped a piece, finna go cop the Motorola's Ok you got the piece hook, go 'head send the bread over Sipping on red red red, niggas ain't sippin' no Cola Ha, two coffee two cups, neither one of them got mocha Ha, just copped a piece, finna go cop the Motorola's Ok, you got the piece hook, go 'head send the bread over Yeah You in a Volvo while I'm pushing the 'cat like a stroller, yeah I'm sippin' on Tech-Tech-Tech, I don't even remember being sober, yeah It's a lot on my mind baby, it's a lot of weight on my shoulder, yeah As we fuck we one time, babygirl, you know that it's over, yeah I'm counting racks today, tell me what you did nigga? Yeah I made a bag today, tell me what you did, nigga? My bitch ass way too fat your bitch a lil' toothpick, bro, yeah Just ran up a couple of racks, finna get me a new bitch, bro Just dripped myself in designer, let's take a new pic', bro I'm off the Oxy and it taking my soul, yeah That Hi-Tech inside me, now I'm moving too slow, yeah I'm pushing the 'cat, baby, tell me where you wanna go, yeah I'm counting racks today, tell me what you did nigga? (Yeah) I made a bag today, tell me what you did nigga? Sipping on red red red, niggas ain't sipping no Cola Ha, two coffee cups, neither one of them got mocha Ha, just copped a piece, finna go cop the Motorola's Ok, you got the piece hook, go 'head send the bread over