Do u hit this yea u kno who da fuck I am, no introduction needed
Its the pack nfl(yess) what it do, what it do already kno

[Chorus x2] Hey my niggas go 2 dumb, 20 deep in the party and we all on ones (these) yess and the grapes stay smokin' donuts in the street wit the doors wide open

[Verse 1: stunna] U gotta scraper hit the gas start yokin, I'm done tipsy but a niggas still focused, this block s**t u could catch a nigga posted, kick it wit a pop, (one time I broke it), pinned to plug ya airways
Just like locusts, 15s on slump always scrapin' through oakland, yeaaa, young stunna so icey, u aint never seen a nigga out here like me, L. I. G. Henney wit my coat bright nikes, from the b-town
So u kno I get hyphae, I s**t on niggas I'm somethin' like a seagull, smoke great ticks 24s on the reagell, me and young l hittin donuts like street geal, u aint goin dumb, u aint tellin the truth, my niggas go
18 while they still on roof, we in da 4 door park avenue, fuck the coop.

[Chorus x2] [Verse 2: stunna] What they say stunna sick like aids, and my watch looks like it was dipped in kool-aid, so I guess u say this young nigga got it made, say u get money like me, I don't believe ya, cuz my hands look like I've been sittin
In the freeza, yeaa or rapid ass nigga, george clooney type, ya actin ass nigga, I, i, I I'm so bay wit it, it aint a scraper if it aint got the suction wit it, u can hear me from a block away, and u don't want it homeboy cuz I like to chop or spray, right were ur mama lay, yea
Nigga don't play, its the T. H. E. P. A. C. 2 da k and I'm S. T. U. N. N. 2 da a, stunna binjin all day, wheres the peace macdray, young l on the beat, its reversed if that.

[Chorus x2] [Verse 3: stunna] These feezy jeans I'm way to fly, purple stuff I'm way to high, scrapin' at the window my niggas on both sides, 2 stories in the party my niggas don't lie, $200 shoes who is betta than I, yea my squad go retarded, and fuck where u from, we goin bang regardless cuz we
Da hardest, so you'd betta be the smartest, first thing on ur agenda get the fuck up out the party, (yea) before u get stomped out, got 100 niggas wit me and we all from the south, all these girls gunna get me in the sheets, especially when I got they best friends on my team
My turf niggas put ur s**t in the air, how u kno u own a turf, cuz theres dreads everywhere, 50 henney in my hand, I blow purple in the air (yess)

Hey my niggas go 2 dumb 20 deep in the party and we all on one (these) yess and the grapes stay smokin' donuts in the streets with the doors wide open…