You are now tuned in to the sounds Of the Prehistoric crew Nah-nah-nah-nah, ayy Nah-nah-nah-nah, ayy Nah-nah-nah-nah (Yeah, yeah,â yeah,â yeah)
Big black truckâ when I creep up (Creep up) Chopperâ gon´ give your ass a clean cut (Clean cut) Don´t let your bitch fall in like the seat up (Mmh, ayy) Nigga, go see Jesus (Yup) I´m fucking OP, son (OP, son) Top tier nigga on the beat, son (Oh my God) All of these hoes, all of these clothes, it don´t mean nothing (Oh my God) All of this bank, all of this rank, it don´t mean nothing All of your likes, especially your life, it don´t mean nothing (Oh my God) Respect my knife, yeah, yeah Respect my hype, yeah, yeah
Sorry, but I been through hell But I do mean well My face turn pale I ain´t going back to no jail I been through those rails Can´t fuck up, they counting on me Can´t just smoke all day Shit ain´t finna go my way, on God Shit ain´t on top, I´m done, God Don´t match me up with no thot, gone Everyone that´s here so long, bomb Been here since birth, we on, nah I don´t see no G´s Just a bunch of niggas tryna be me Y´all don´t carry no keys Niggas still payin´ they fees
All of these hoes, all of these clothes, it don´t mean nothing (Oh my God)
All of this bank, all of this rank, it don´t mean nothing All of your likes, especially your life, it don´t mean nothing (Oh my God) Respect my knife, yeah, yeah Respect my hype (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Big black truck when I creep up (Creep up) Chopper gon´ give your ass a clean cut (Clean cut) Don´t let your bitch fall in like the seat up (Mmh, ayy) Nigga, go see Jesus (Yup) I´m fucking OP, son (OP, son) Top tier nigga on the beat, son (Oh my God) All of these hoes, all of these clothes, it don´t mean nothing (Oh my God) All of this bank, all of this rank, it don´t mean nothing
All of your likes, especially your life, it don´t mean nothing (Oh my God) Respect my knife, yeah, yeah Respect my hype, yeah, yeah