Yeah, I'm on one. You can catch me scraping up the block, looking through the rear view,

checking for the cops. Yeah, I'm on one. Ghost riding in the third lane, jump back in a whip

right before you hit the curb. Yeah, I'm on one. 24s, no rubs, 612s in the back, make

the crowd go dumb. Yeah, I'm on one. Swerving in and out of traffic, D is face on, plus

I got my stunner glasses on. Big boy wheels looking clean, so I ride slow. Profile at the

light, hand on my ride low. On like shit, niggas hanging out the window on the late night strip

in a hatchback Pinto. Swinging everything from a 50 to a limo. Calling chicks runners,

rippers, and bimbos. I'm from the town where the sideshow started. Yeah, white tees, blue jeans,

Nikes, and a starter cap. E14, foot heeled in up the mat. Castlemont High, Fremont in up the mat.

96 GS, don't drive it if the paint's scratched. 22s can't eat paint, ain't driving if I ain't

strapped. Doze wide open, pull up on you when they take you. Sick on the strip, I left you

with a D is face, man. Throwing up the drink and the perp and the pills, man. I don't rep the players,

East Oakland town biz, man. Yeah, I'm on one. You can catch me scraping up the block. Looking

through the rear view, checking for the cops. Yeah, I'm on one. Ghost riding in the third lane,

right before you hit the curb, man. Yeah, I'm on one. 24s, no rubs. 612s in the back,

make the crowd go numb. Yeah, I'm on one. Swerving in and out of traffic, D is face long,

plus I got my stunner glasses. I'm on one. I'm on one, smoking in the purple legs,

bitches know how I dress. Styling from the project, so fresh. Cleaner than Kanye West.

Bang on my waist, Teflon on my test. Live fire, gang, bitch, you with the movement.

Tell that bitch, get in the car if she cruising. I'm cruising, floating off a neck of lady,

and if you know me, then you know I pop daily. All I know is money, nigga, fuck you, pay me.

Live fire, gang, Jonah and Shady. Bitch, get on, you look like you got rabies. Catch me in the West

with the wild crack babies. I've been on one, robbing niggas lately. So crazy, the police don't

chase me. Niggas hating me, so they trying to erase me. Talk behind my back, but the suckers

won't face me. Yeah, I'm on one. You can catch me scraping up the block, looking through the rear

view, checking for the cops. Yeah, I'm on one. Ghost riding in the third lane, jump back in the

whip right before you hit the curb. Yeah, I'm on one. 24s, no vubs, 612s in the back, make the crowd

go numb. Yeah, I'm on one. Swerving in and out of traffic, D is face long, plus I got my stunner

glasses. I'm on one. Bye -bye, nigga, you can tell from my attitude in that third lane. Watch me

scrape right past you. I'm peeled up, high as fuck, about to go and hit the club. About to send slugs

at the first bitch nigga mug. Watch how I do it. I be rolling like Gucci Mane. Maybach ain't about it.

Nigga, that sound insane. I'm untamed, just like that tiger up in Frisco. Get your ass killed,

trying to stunt for a punk hoe. Look me in my eyes, see my pupils, yeah, they dilated. Off two

stunners. Got these sober niggas really hating. Really, I'm the greatest when I'm loaded, because

I'm more focused. In my 430, kicking game to my young ho bitch. When I'm off weed, I be looking

like I'm Chinese. Name your bitch one gone. Nigga, now she work for me. A young G, spacking racks.

Yeah, I does it all the time. Wrap my new whip around the pole. This the reason why I'm on one. You can catch

me scraping up the block. Looking through the rear view, checking for the cops. Yeah, I'm on one.

Ghost ride in the third lane. Jump back in the whip right before you hit the curb. Yeah, I'm on one.

24s, no rubs. 612s in the back. Make the crowd go numb. Yeah, I'm on one. Swerving in and out of traffic,

face on. Plus, I got my stunner glasses. I'm on one.