You're acting hard, but you're really not
Your talk is big, but it's really soft
You're acting hard, but you're really not
Your talk is big, but it's really soft
You're acting hard, but you're really not
Your talk is big, but it's really soft
You're acting hard, but you're really not
Your talk is big, but it's really soft
Mach 4 in the cut, bitch
Solid eye, got the rooftop down
Like I fucking throw it down
Like a motherfucking clutch, bitch
You'll hit with this loud fucking ape shit
With the 4 OG's haven't ate shit
Yeah yeah now you're living a lie by killing time
You ain't right
Six shots out the fire, I ain't coming in blind, like nah
Drift the block, downshift, countersteering, uh
In my gut, that's the thrill I'm tryna feel
And if you wanna hang with us
Gotta know we out here stealing hearts
Got the cars and the cards, gotta know your part
TJZ, got the keys, ain't no Mario Kart
Roll with me, rotary, yeah you think you're smart
Hit the gas, came in last, didn't even start
Got the cash, you eat ass, like it a la carte
We the Trueno trappers slanging packs of that tofu
Fake ass racers suck up like, bitch do I know you?
The undefeated drifter, the king of hill climb
And as your last warning, you're 'bouta hear me rhyme
Henny in the paper cup, won't spill a drop, I'm coming up
I'm swerving through the fucking 5th, my eyes are darkened like a sith
I really do not give a fuck, so boy don't ever press your luck
I really do not give a fuck, so boy don't ever press your luck
These niggas call me god flow, the voice of the downhill
Cause you can hear my verses in the tree's when the airs chill
The local racing legends, is there no one else to beat?
Cause we don't race for money, we earn cash from making heat
A lot of niggas rapping, but not many rapping well
We're the only ones who can bring this hell
Postboy got the shells, 2DKAI got the MAC10
Flexing like some organized gangsters from back then
You're acting hard, but you're really not
Your talk is big, but it's really soft
You're acting hard, but you're really not
Your talk is big, but it's really soft
You're acting hard, but you're really not
Your talk is big, but it's really soft
You're acting hard, but you're really not
Your talk is big, but it's really soft
Big shot, big glock, we gone' milly rock
To the top, we go off, we so silly, huh?
Shit pop, don't stop, drop the city, huh?
Hit the drop, no flop, like flockaveli, huh?
Big shot, big glock, we gone' milly rock
To the top, we go off, we so silly, huh?
Shit pop, don't stop drop the city, huh?
Hit the drop, no flop, like flockaveli, huh?
(These niggas talking shit about my wing?)
(So then I went and bought a bigger wing)
(These niggas talking shit about my wing?)
(So then I went and bought a bigger wing)
(These niggas talking shit about my wing?)
(So then I went and bought a bigger wing)
(These niggas talking shit about my wing?)
Now give the fucking crown up to the king