[Produced by Adrian Per]
[Intro - D-Pryde]
Hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up
From the North to the Bay
Hol' up, uh
[Hook - D-Pryde]
Slow your roll, lil homie, when you come out
Breakin' necks when I bring a bad one out
I tear it up whether moon or the sun out
Shut the, shut the, shut the f** up, dumb out
Dumb out
My lil homie, dumb out
Dumb out
My lil homie, dumb out
Dumb out
My lil homie, dumb out
[Verse 1 - D-Pryde]
Fresh out the box
Know I'm 100 from the scalp to socks
Haters still be on my dick like it's mouth to co*k
And I ain't even have an album drop
Lil homie, it's me
Working independent, homie get to steppin'
How this kid moving round like he is a legend
Ain't even on the Forbes list
But I just looked up in the mirror like nobody can afford this
She from the burbs living pleasantfully
Got some money but the a** looking ghetto to me
Girl, your friend's a buzzk**, uh-uh and she a loser
Come and hang with the gang and we gon' call that b**h an Uber
Baby, I ain't changed, I've been me for too long
Bad b**hes, get up, you've been in your seats for too long
Y'all living in the past, like a teacher too long
Haters mad cause I'm bumping out her speakers too long
[Hook - D-Pryde]
[Verse 2 - Devon Tracy]
Uh, my lil homie dumb out
Too many flows, won't run out
All my chicks rolling stoned with they tongue out
f** security if they tell us to put the blunt out
La-di-da-di, we likes to party
Two girls like I'm Archie, man you n***as [?]
Mark a** b**hes you a buster, you corny
I'm only twenty but I'm sipping on this 40
Like wa**up, like wa**up
Your girl, she tryna f**
Got fire hoes and fire trucks
Runnin' laps, ho, don't let me tie my Chucks
She told her friends how I did it, bet they all wanna do me
She actress on the mattress, I say we all make a movie
Gangster b**h from LBC, she go to sleep with the uzi
And every time that we bang, she spray, we wake up with roomies
She say
[Hook - D-Pryde]