Gold Daytonas

The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas

Exit off from the 105
Long Beach Boulevard if you make a right (make a right)
My grandma stayed just off Rosecrans
If you wake up early, hit Tamale Man (Tamale)
Pistol on my hip
I got a hoodrat, she can strip
Durag make the waves drip
The Kool-Aid on the pickle like my sis

This is grown shit, you a child
Touch my bitch, I got violence for you
Riding around, putting mileage on it
Got a clean '64 with some Daytons on it (Daytons)

The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas (W-A-T-R)

Pushing down bullets with the bullshit
.223's, MJ's and full clips (bullshit)
Mama said, "Don't go outside in your new fit"
Nigga, might just lose your life if the shoe fit
They shootin' in the streets so look both ways
I just keep it honest, rappers so fake
You niggas cornier than the corn lady (yeah)
You niggas cheesier than my elotes
Hop out to 17 and 91
Where niggas die at nineteen at 91
Live fast, they were dying young
Know that first time gettin' a bag I'm finna buy me some
Swapmeet, no Rolex, it's just rollie chains (damn)
Or the gold rope with the nameplate
We was eatin' off the same plate
Hit the function bet it probably get shot up
But we gon' ball away on (bap, bap, bap, bap, bap)

The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas
The gold Daytonas

It's goin' 'round and 'round