Mitsubishi with the gvng though Stacking racks With hundred bands, dough I made it rain right in the dance floor She playin' bouncy on my lap, bro Mitsubishi with the gvng though Stacking racks With hundred bands, dough I made it rain right in the dance floor She playin' bouncy on my lap, bro Bang with the beat Wildin' within, smokin' that shit Fly with my bitch Yeah, yeah, yeah Everybody's trippin' now Impressed her then she said wow If she fallin', then I'm out Yeah, yeah, yeah Do what I want Smack that shit then I'm gone Spend it all till there's none I don't care what I've done Do what I want Smack that shit then I'm gone I don't care what I've done Cos I'm ridin' Hop in the back, this a ransom Milly racks in my bank, son Black Benz, don't act dumb Shooters out with a gat gun Ridin' around with the crew Running away from the blues Don't get mistaken for shooters Point blank, let 'em loose Hands up, put 'em on the back When we gang up There's no turning back Mister, he died from a heart attack Missed or he died from a bullet pack Call 911, got none Some got some, don't want one All of my friends got locked up I'm cruisin' around With my drop top, bitch Bag of cash and I'm out All these people chasing that clout I got people running their mouths With thoughts full of doubts Gonna show these mother****ers What I'm 'bout Hop on the track, it's a race The gap's one hell of a space You know we gon' party for days When the Greygvng is up in the place And I got too many people Who choose to be sleeping They say we be dreaming too big I'mma be proving you wrong So go back to this song Because we won't stop Making these hits Be what it be, criticism is free But I'm tired of y'all Telling me how to live And don't ever laugh When I talk about that Because there ain't a dream That's too big for a kid