[Lyric] Jon Magenta (Floriduh)

(Uhhh)
(Uh, Ooohhh)

Barreling through the mothafuckin streets y'all

Barreling through the mothafuckin streets y'all
Barreling through the mothafuckin streets y'all

I was 13 with my mother fucking heat y'all
N caught cases tryna take your fuckin screen off
I could put your fuckin' life on the recall
(Uh, Yeah)
Lookin for the bitches with the ass
Got an ice chain cause a n gettin' cash
Three different pagers blowin up because I'm crackin
Tryna turn a dollar to a million hoe what's happenin?

(Yeah, Ayy)
O-orange laces, for my shoestrings
Pistol on me, dunk this in her g-string
Ridin in my mothafuckin Coupe-Ville
Hoover with my mothafuckin locs, steel
Figg side ns keep a dope fiend
Ghetto bird, hit a kil', I ghetto hoop dreams
Tryna strikе me out before I finish school
I was just a squarе n 'til I took my 52
(Oh, Yeah, Ayy)
Barreling through the mothafuckin streets y'all
Barreling through the mothafuckin streets y'all
We love, we go
We rise, we go
Our pride, we show
We love, we go
Tryna get this muthafuckin weed off

Shot shot me in my back because my afro
(Uhhh, Ooohhh)

Tryna get this muthafuckin weed off
(Uhhh, Ooohhh)

Runnin from the crash unit like my name was State Farm
On my on my handlebars tryna get our groove on
(Yeah, Yeah)
Barreling through the mothafuckin streets y'all