I got my strap tucked in,
Move like a smoka on blim on the block,
And dont be mad if yo homies
I′m TJ the nigga that you need in ya life,
Hangin out the sun roof blowin the dirt.
The homie got the chopper up under the P coat.
Aimin at the Chest coast,
Forgot about the West coast.
So my nigga we feenin for that.
Nigga bringin it back bitch!