| Ah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, hahaha
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| Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy
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| Yeah
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| Pull up in my bucket and I’m feelin' like, «Fuck it»
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| Use to dream about it when my cousin had a cutlass
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| We were makin' moves, 19 with the shwoop
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| Hit up Jay Caves, turned it to a video, ayy
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| Ridin' with the windows up because my shit is broke
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| Just like we were broke
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| Coppers tryna impound vehicle, we all see ‘em though
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| Ayy, Squeaky had a Buick he would play our latest music, ayy
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| I just backseat drive, catch the vibes in a hoopty, ayy
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| I don’t got a crib but I tell my lady move it, ayy
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| She would take her sister car then someone crashed into her, ayy
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| Yeah, I still wish it
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| And if it breakdown, then I’m gettin' out and pushin'
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| Ayy, me and Walt was on the E way and we blew the trans
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| Now I’m on the train, like ehe, damn
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| Yeah, tryna finesse Uber with a new email
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| «Ayy, Saba, love your story, man, do please tell»
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| Ayy, pull up in my bucket and I’m feelin' like, «Fuck it»
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| Felt the same way when I ain’t pull up in nothin'
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| CTA short, ballin' on a budget
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| Ridin' in this hoopty 'til the next thing comin'
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| I’ma pull up in my bucket and I’m feelin' like, «Fuck it»
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| Felt the same way when I ain’t pull up in nothin'
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| CTA short, ballin' on a budget
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| Ridin' in this hoopty 'til the next thing comin', ayy
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| Kobe whipped a station wagon and he hotbox that bih'
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| He’ll pick me up from school, «Nephew, hop in»
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| Came home straight skunk like I know my mama mad, ayy
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| Still don’t smoke, but I smell like my friends
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| All my nigga day one like they just got the job
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| Never bought a train card, but bet they will train hop
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| Ayy, ayy, ayy, major key, tell 'em take a seat, yeah
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| I just bought a hoopty, I can get from A to B, yeah
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| Wasn’t ally swoopin', had to stop with Casa B, yeah
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| Wildin' with my brother Waters, can’t wait 'til he free, yeah
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| This shit sound like CTA, my new shit comin' TBA
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| Remember they ain’t show no love, now it’s only PDA
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| Yeah, that’s as it stands
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| I just got my L’s, now I whip a minivan, ayy
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| High school in the ‘burb, but I’m still a city man, ayy
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| Screamin' Pivot loud as fuck ‘cause that is really fam
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| Ayy, ayy
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| Ayy, pull up in my bucket and I’m feelin' like, «Fuck it»
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| Felt the same way when I ain’t pull up in nothin'
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| CTA short, ballin' on a budget
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| Ridin' in this hoopty 'til the next thing comin'
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| I’ma pull up in my bucket and I’m feelin' like, «Fuck it»
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| Felt the same way when I ain’t pull up in nothin'
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| CTA short, ballin' on a budget
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| Ridin' in this hoopty 'til the next thing comin', ayy
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| There are so many reasons to live alone (Na, na-na, na-na)
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| There is only one reason to die for you (Na, na-na, na-na)
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| When I’m away, know my heart, it shows (Na, na-na, na-na)
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| And through Jerusalem will I ride for you (Na, na-na, na-na) |