What's up everybody, my name is Philly

I hope everybody's having a good time tonight

Look

State Street, brand new drip

Got three girls in the back of the whip

Blasting our music, not giving a shit

Vodka in hand, as I lay back and sip, I said

State Street, brand new drip

Got three girls in the back of the whip

Blasting our music, not giving a shit

Vodka in hand, as I lay back and sip

I see red and blue lights, Madison PD

Mourad hits the gas and my vision blurry

I'm a hoe for the ladies, throw me back to the streets

We don't follow the law, this the land of the free

Counting paper, think I made a few racks

So much paper in my hand, they think I'm flipping crack

I'm a hustler and a genius, they don't know about that

Got me five different incomes, and took AP Stats

So they pull us over, "roll your window down please"

We just tryna act sober in front of the police

He said, "sir could you open that compartment please"

But my heater in the there, so I don't get cold feet

So I turn back, looked him dead in his eyes

"Do you know who I am, 'cause I know my damn rights"

He said "sir, you ran a stop sign, and two red lights"

So I winked at Mourad, we sped off in the night, went to

State Street, with some brand new drip

Got three girls in the back of the whip

Blasting our music, not giving a shit

Vodka in hand, as I lay back and sip, I said

State Street, brand new drip

Got three girls in the back of the whip

Blasting our music, not giving a shit

Vodka in hand, as I lay back and sip, yeah