Bright light shining all bright on the Bentley Work the Cadillac, panoramic, no panties Old school Chevy '55 granddaddy Gotta throw some salt on it, cause you know I'm getting at it Throw the fork on it, then put it in traffic Throw the sauce on it, got it flying out of Dallas Hope you didn't do it to yourself, that's tragic Hope you didn't throw away what we established Hope you wouldn't turn your back on your family The way a nigga look 'round here, they'll back stab you Word from your motherfucking brother, young nigga I just wanna see you happy, I just wanna see you happy Coming through the cut like a known Grim Reaper Bout to get it straight finessed, tryna get a little cheaper Hold on to that clip like a doped up needle Girl hang on that strip with a four desert nigga Nothing but a bad little bitch in some red bottoms Where ya' man at? heard that the Feds got em I seen ya' cruise the Land Rover thru the west side Gold Rolex, better check your peripheral It's a full moon in the middle of the day Got them wolves out, rock a little Cartier Got the trap jammed packed like The Masquerade Know a few real ones ain't gon' see they next birthday Tell them