Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, I was ridin′ 'round in theV-12 with the racks in the middle

I was ridin′ 'round in the V-12

With the racks in the middle

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ay

I was riding 'round in the V-12

With the racks in the middle

Had to pray to almighty God

They let my dog out the kennel

When you get it straight up out the mud

You can′t imagine this shit

I been pullin′ up in the drop

Tops with the baddest bitches

Young nigga been focused

On my check (Mhmmhm)

Got a new coupe wrapped

Around my neck (Mhmmhm)

Tryna put the water on my Patek (Mhmmhm)

I got killers to the left of me (Mhmmhm)

We was lurking on her

Ain't show no mercy on her

We was goin′ back to back

We put a curfew on her

It was dark clouds on us

But that was perfect for us

We know you always crash and burn

But it was working for us

Limo tint the V-12, double

Check the details

Gotta cross my T's and dot my

I′s or I can't sleep well

Millions off of retail

Once again, I prevail

Knew that shit was over from the

Day I dropped my presale

Hold up, let the beat build

See me in the streets still

I been fightin′ battles up a steep hill

They gave my road dog twelve

It was a sweet deal

And I been ridin' solo tryna rebuild

Look

I was riding 'round in the V-12

With the racks in the middle

Had to pray to almighty God

They let my dog out the kennel

When you get it straight up out the mud

You can′t imagine this shit

I been pullin′ up in the drop tops

With the baddest bitches

Young nigga been focused on my check

(Mhmmhm)

Got a new coupe wrapped around my neck

(Mhmmhm)

Tryan put the water on my Patek (Mhmmhm)

I got killers to the left of me (Mhmmhm)

Look, under no condition

Would you ever catch me slippin'

Motorcaded shooters plus the

Maybach chauffeur driven

If they catch me wit′ it

They'll send me off to prison

Judge ain′t sympathizin'

Court don′t show forgiveness

Engine in the Lambo drownin' out the music

Sip Dior with the flowers

Five gold cubans

Champagne while I shop

Hope I splurge foolish

Closin' Escrow twice this month

Both commercial units

Damn, I wish my nigga Fatts was here

How you die thirty somethin′

After banging all them years?

Grammy nominated

In the sauna sheddin′ tears

All this money, power, fame and

I can't make you reappear

But I don′t wipe 'em though

We just embrace the only life we know

If it was me, I would tell you

"Nigga, live your life and grow"

I′d tell you, "Finish what we started

Reach them heights, you know?

And gas the V-12 to the pipe and smoke"

I was ridin' ′round in the V-12

With the racks in the middle

Had to pray to almighty God they

Let my dog out the kennel

When you get it straight up out the mud

You can't imagine this shit

I been pullin' up in the drop tops

With the baddest bitches

Young nigga been focused

On my check (Mhmmhm)

Got a new coupe wrapped

Around my neck (Mhmmhm)

Tryan put the water on my Patek (Mhmmhm)

I got killers to the left of me (Mhmmhm)

Another million dollar bail

That′s just some regular shit

See my granny on a jet

Some shit I′ll never forget

Next day we flew to Vegas

With my Puma connects

We break bread, we ain't new to success

Bleed music, invest, enterprise

Take lucrative steps

Cold game, but I knew it was Chess

As a youth in the set

Learn the game, you a student at best

But it′s a couple things you can expect

Just like money know money, nigga

Shooters respect other shooters

We was both

Don't want my crew on your neck

I′m on the freeway in a drop

It got me losing my breath

I do the dash with the blues on the deck

Mhmmhm

Mhmmhm

Mhmmhm

Mhmmhm

Mhmmhm