I used to take a drive on the strip
Gotta scoop bros with my hoopty, my whip
(Like woah)
Parking lot pimp
Then we scoop hoes, take them back to crib
(Let's go)
Aye let me talk my shit
Imma bring home that championship
(Like woah)
Aye let me talk my shit
Imma bring home that championship
(Let's go)
I don't do this shit for satisfaction
I don't spit bars for reaction
Tell me what you know about this action
Cap you be acting
You're tryna book a show?
Then we taxing
I told my momma in a year she relaxing
(That's facts)
I take the last shot for the team I'm the captain
Who got most wins this year?
Bring the stats in
I'm an assassin
Brought a scope to the game
This ain't fashion
Used to try to kick doors
Now I'm tryna open doors to a mansion
Look, say what I mean nigga, mean what I say
The champs in the ring, Ali Bombaye
(Let's go)
I used to take a drive on the strip
Gotta scoop bros with my hoopty, my whip
(Like woah)
Parking lot pimp
Then we scoop hoes bring them back to crib
(Let's go)
Aye let me talk my shit
Imma bring home that championship
(Like woah)
Aye let me talk my shit
Imma bring home that championship
(Let's go)
My hoopty was green
Wrote a song for it put a me on the Complex Magazine
Lit the way for the boy when I slap the hi-beams
Whyte Ave. cruising
One thing we hate in this life is losing
So we do whatever we gotta do to get moving
My last couple years, I did some improving
I'm done self-proving, you don't see that I'm it now?
That's pure stupid!
I took a shot for the win in 2 double-O 9
Went over the time and over the time
I learned one thing you can't skip is the grind
(Let's go)
I used to take a drive on the strip
Gotta scoop bros with my hoopty, my whip
(Like woah)
Parking lot pimp
Then we scoop hoes bring them back to crib
(Let's go)
Aye let me talk my shit
Imma bring home that championship
(Like woah)
Aye let me talk my shit
Imma bring home that championship
(Let's go)
Like woah
Let's go
Like woah
Imma bring home that championship
Let's Go