Just Do It

[Chorus]
Fire up the wood (Ayy), now I'm feeling good (Ayy)
Engine in the trunk, trunk in the hood (Ayy)
I'ma run them racks up like a nigga should
I'ma pull up in some sick shit, they see it, they like "Ooh" (Ayy)
They like how the hell you stuff 3 5 in a wood?
They like how the hell your raps so good? How they do it?
I got hundreds real old, they got mold, just like sewage
I've been runnin' up that sack all day, I need fluids

[Verse 1]
Young nigga got a blue print, like I drew it
[?] went to Saks Fifth and I blew it
Gettin' money, stack that shit up, don't be stupid
When I pulled up, yeah, the top is was off, now it's roofless
I rock Louie, I rock Raf, when I drеss it's like a fashion show
You could put me in the darkеst room and I still would glow
Walk up in the this, heads turn, I'm the centerfold
Bitch, I need that bread, like a motherfuckin' dinner roll
Please run me that check before I exit
I don't wanna talk 'less it's 'bout guap, get the message
If it's real important you would call, you was textin'
Pulled up in some shit that's futuristic, like The Jetsons (Ayy)

[Chorus]
Fire up the wood (Ayy), now I'm feeling good (Ayy)
Engine in the trunk, trunk in the hood (Ayy)
I'ma run them racks up like a nigga should
I'ma pull up in some sick shit, they see it, they like "Ooh" (Ayy)
They like how the hell you stuff 3 5 in a wood?
They like how the hell your raps so good? How they do it?
I got hundreds real old, they got mold, just like sewage
I've been runnin' up that sack all day, I need fluids

[Verse 2]
I need somethin' to drink (Ayy), and I need the lean
Dirty money, fuck around and put it in the sink
Don't record with my chains on 'cause them bitches clink
When you come in, put your mask on 'cause this gas, it stink
Bitch, I'm fully focused, in the mode, don't need [?]
I can see my body, my shit covered up in ink
Hella goofy, this shit vanished, you can't find it, it's extinct
Put up in some fly shit, it look like I hit a brink
Bitch, I'm tryna get it, I'm not tired
Hop up in the booth and it's like someone light a fire
[?] call Wopster "Michael Myers"
Walked in Saks Fifth and I walked out that bitch flyer (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Fire up the wood (Ayy), now I'm feeling good (Ayy)
Engine in the trunk, trunk in the hood (Ayy)
I'ma run them racks up like a nigga should
I'ma pull up in some sick shit, they see it, they like "Ooh" (Ayy)
They like how the hell you stuff 3 5 in a wood?
They like how the hell your raps so good? How they do it?
I got hundreds real old, they got mold, just like sewage
I've been runnin' up that sack all day, I need fluids