[Verse 1] Orange lights on the digital dash, the Coupe's lit Never dime's on the pa**enger side of my sh** H-Town true O.G., that rep her sh** Sideways parked at the door, with no mercy Lamborghini, new bikini, Louie on my b**hes Presidential, continental, got her going first cla** Toast with the pot, when I go driving Kush got me floating real high, like flight mileage Rain on my window pain, it's no thing Cause I'm still trying to lead this game, with no stain My penitentiary n***a's that be locked in the shoe I send them pictures of some real sh** to come home to I'm in an ice cream, white lean, c**aine car Born and raised in South Park, I'm a hood rich star H in the air, n***a I don't care Riding mean every day, pulling broads by the pair Super clean, new machine, b**h I ride nice Diamonds are a girl's best friend, I'm rocking ice Pimping at an all time high, I wonder why Dirty south till the day that I die, we still fly, uh [Verse 2] I got a whole lotta' Prada, I'm in love with Gucci But ain't nothing like the belt and the shoe that come from Louie Financial, new ? Mark Jacob's give them hell, red bottom's never fell Rain on my window pain, just ain't the same Eight figga's for the price of the fame, I love this game When thing's get trashy, cut it out the plastic Hustler on his grind till they put him in his casket Seven-thirteen don't make me say it twice You know it's hustler U.S.A. when they look at the lights Don Ke' he the legend, tall as a full ? He done shut this sh** down when my squad pull up