[Lyric] U C It (Bailey)

[Hook ]: Scraper on dubs (U C IT)
Going dummy in the club (U C IT)
Switching four lanes (U C IT)
Im a boss in the game (U C IT)

[VERSE 1:]
Yea, in the bay, we dance a little different
Ridin on thangs, puffin on Grimace
U c it, no we ain't lossed this
Still stay saucy, beats be the hardest
Regardless, you already know
Now you dont see how dumb Bailey gone go
For the fellas who gettin money and skirtin up the blocks
To the breezies who get attention for twirkin it a lot
Big street, and I bush you rhymes like rocks
In the YaY we go hard, motha fucka juss watch
U C IT, catch a playa speedin
Heavily seasoned, showin my gold ones gleamin
Ain't nobody gettin wit us,
Put me in arena or club,
From the hills to tha flats, they keepin my g stacked
Lookin where the freaks at, C THAT
[Hook: x2]

[VERSE 2:]
Y'all know what it do U C IT
Howeva we move they move im leading
Well known fly ho getter
All about my chedda square ass nigga
Hatin on a player we boss up 4 lanes swanger
Pullin at the rump in the area meet danger
Now we going dumb in the club makin it crack
In fact after that you see the parkin lot packed
Buick Chevrolets Vans and Cadilacs
3-twelves in the back you see thats slap
Yea its the area man
The realist unique place in America man
Out of townas come around you can see us do alot
With our middle fingas up out the window like Pac
U C IT its a art where we from
Come on lets start go dumb-duh-dumb dumb

[Hook: x2]

Yadida naw dont stop move ya head like this and hop
Go bailey right up out to moe gettin stewie with the flow
You newy a blow accumulating dough
Its nothing to a boss U C IT
When I say that I'mma make it happen yea I mean it
Some of my g's own what wit they eyes gleamin
Leanin, and on my way to stardom please believe it
[Hook: x2]