(Man, turn that shit up stupid)
(Infamous Skid Row)
Shikai
What? Uh, cash out
Look at my pocket, got bands now (uh)
Switch up the plan, I got fans now
Shot him, we got him, man down
Fake niggas, they got all real now
Quadro engine, loud sound
In LA, I smoke up the pound (uhn)
I just do woah on the beat
I turn that bitch to a skeet
N-X-3, skrrt
She give me that brain, nerve (Cash out)
I sit across Atlantic Tropic
Tell Rocky fall back, I got this (Uh)
Leave El Fero hotel upgraded to high end
I'm shopping on Bleecker and catch me in SoHo
I get it kicking, Bruce Lee Dojo
Went a left on these niggas, went right, they follow
I'ma bring sand to the beach
Every day bringing my heat
I turn that bitch to a freak
I turn that bitch to a freak
I'ma bring sand to the beach
Evеryday bringing my heat
I turn that bitch to a freak
I turn that bitch to a freak
Yеah, timing so perfect, everything perfect, ride with a purpose
Yeah, checks on cursive, momma need purses, with big big purchase
Fly like Virgin, on a excursion, never get nervous
Pockets was hurting to not send a Birkin, we rocking we swerving
They sending the fouls, they pending on trial, they holding it down
We holding the count, we loading them out, we rolling and bouncing
No stuck in the hill, they do it for real, they screaming out "murda"
I count it, I count it, I count it, I count it, that money for certain
I'ma bring sand to the beach
Every day bringing my heat
I turn that bitch to a freak
I turn that bitch to a freak
I'ma bring sand to the beach
Everyday bringing my heat
I turn that bitch to a freak
I turn that bitch to a freak
I'ma bring sand to the beach
Every day bringing my heat
I turn that bitch to a freak
I turn that bitch to a freak
I'ma bring sand to the beach
Evеryday bringing my heat
I turn that bitch to a freak
I turn that bitch to a freak