2 Chainz bout the geese you better listen up Chrome spokes with the spinners on his tire hubs He sucks smoke in his 40, windows up He rolls like he really doesn't give a f*** Chug much than 2 packets in your pocket Kiss gold dust hits your nose like a rocket School school boy race out to the super club Let rip like you drank all of a tequila Get loose, street fighter, pair it up Fresh 4WD drippin' out of you onto the rug Ooh, now you're lettin' go I beat it by some feet pushin' on the floor Ain't nothin' better Ooh, now you're lettin' go I beat it by some feet pushin' on the floor Ain't nothin' better Wavy Davey's on fire You still got it, you still got it alright Wavy Davey's on fire You still got it, you still got it alright 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 Ayy, what is everybody talkin' bout? When they wanna live fast but I'd rather walk it out I wanna talk about a G but I spit a G on the 12 deep in my mouth Now I'm a Z squad, it can feel like a trout on my wrist Or a spot on my wrist with a spider up in it Everything gotta be 80 and you keep the 20% You know that I get it, I'm on it, I'm in it If you try to take it then cook it, extend it I'm back on my *** like Jordan, I'm dippin' If this is my life then I'm Tokyo driftin' Ooh, now you're lettin' go I beat it by some feet pushin' on the floor Ain't nothin' better Ooh, now you're lettin' go I beat it by some feet pushin' on the floor Ain't nothin' better Baby, baby's on fire You still got it, you still got it alright Baby, baby's on fire You still got it, you still got it alright Baby, baby's on fire You still got it, you still got it alright *