dreadlocks
young t & bugsey
smoke to your face like a heat stroke
put that on my dreadlocks
if she hoppin' in the coupe
lift the suicide doors at the next stop
i got niggas in the back with the a
hit her then i do the race
brodie told me that the trap's doing great
gotta leave you in the maze
push the suicide doors up
cooling with a rich porter
jimmy cole for my new bitch
bust a dance to the music
smoke to your face like a heat stroke
put that on my dreadlocks
if she hoppin' in the coupe
lift the suicide doors at the next stop
i was running up and bumming out the big bucks
got a driver waiting for me
16 when i knew i want my wrist flood
swiss gleam when you're looking at my wristwatch
i can't leave it in a cooler
if he in a jeep then he most likely the shooter
my niggas in the back came with the ooh-rah
doing graveyard shifts for my fivers
who'd have thought i would've went school with some lifers?
only found out that he wifed her
told my bro change but he loyal to the lycah
at the fendi store but she'd rather go to michael kors
pigs got my niggas dashing 'round the courtyard
still whip it like i'm louis in the porsche
smoke to your face like a heat stroke
put that on my dreadlocks
if she hoppin' in the coupe
lift the suicide doors at the next stop