Oh, yeah
I'm so hard, so hard, so hard babe (Yeah)
I'm so hard, I'm so hard babe
Baby I got plans for me and you
We can get away to places that you never ever knew
Light a couple trees and sip on booze
While we sit back and relax and reminisce bout what we do
Popping, rolling, doing my thang
Coming, down, wood grain
Rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling
Watch it swang
Gone and hit my line
Bet I'm on the way
It's that young nigga still flexing
Yea that young nigga from Texas
Bitch I come down with that top down
And you know what I'm repping
Yeah you know just where I'm stepping
Young nigga fly just might be a zeppelin
And that's what I do
Top let back in the coupe
Might just pull up on you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(H-Town you know we going crazy yeah)
I know what you want
What you really can't have
And I'm on a roll
But these niggas stay mad
They call me crazy (Yuh)
They call me crazy
And you don't even see
What you got ya feet in
And the water so cold
And you need to know
Your time with me is precious
Ya know that I'm only being reckless
When you're around
When you're around, baby
Popping, rolling, doing my thang
Coming, down, wood grain
Rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling
Watch it swang
Gone and hit my line
Bet I'm on the way
Bitch I go so hard (So hard)
So hard in the motherf*cking paint (In the, in the, in the)
Bitch I go so hard (So hard)
So hard in the motherf*cking paint
I'm on my way