12 ride back, everybody clutchin' Fire shooters in my car and everybody bustin'Switch go, Drake go, that big fire around my neck and it go, brrMy last op was out of love, they did that on my faceMy second op, he cost a ten, I make that all one plateMy favorite shooter, Baby Ski, cause he don't got no faceLil' Fire say he used to rob, but now he want a jobAnd that op bitch, she eat my dick like it corn on a cobAnd Journey Boy, he sellin' dog, but I got blow like GeorgeThe nigga thought he had a plug, till I come cut the cordAnd I use that Cybertruck for skrikin' like a Honda AccordAnd she want me to drive the boat, I made her get on boardAnd my daddy play with them birds like he was Sean McCoyAnd my lil' fire keep takin' hits, I call him Jones RoyI make these bitches bubble in, don't you the wrong choiceDon't need your car for my videos, I got my own toyDon't need your shooter for my smoke, we make our own noiseI put Krip-Akin on my clips, we get you gone, boyTake out the truck and look at the traction, it's a gold car12 ride back, everybody clutchin'Fire shooters in my car and everybody bustin'Switch go, Drake goThat big fire around my neck and it go, brr12 ride back, everybody clutchin'Fire shooters in my car and everybody bustin'Switch go, Drake goThat big fire around my neck and it go, brrBrrIt 5L, I saidBoy, I came for life*, it be not on meThis * so hard, man