Trapbo' Chad - Dairy Queen lyrics

Im cruisin down the street at 4 the morning I dont f** with jives but fly down the road smoking Signs don't apply to me, i gotta keep it rollin How you tryna tell me how to live if you don't know sh** Homie, bossed up, never loosin focus Never walkin in my shoes, so try to study me strollin Ask you how to do it, but on the low they been loathing Read em a couple bars, try to discover my motive Im livin it up, quit givin a f** You never got it, so you lied why would i listen to ya From this high, im still shine like the blistering sun I can't wait to throw these bills and watch you pickin em up Ignorant f**s, surround us like we don't see em enough Ill keep it down, im only loud when i breathe and i puff Eyes low enough i only focus on rollin my junt I ride slow, aye bo' we smokin or what?! T-rap to the bo', rollin up some more Ridin thru the city boy dairy queens rolled Get the money from in action, try to stack it up some more Ridin thru the city boy dairy queens rolled I eye aye, the prize shines bright in my eye Don't be fooled by my composure i do this all of the time I figured that i got the advantage like a 4 v 5 Figured i'd spit a motion picture this the storyline Just one of a kind, and thats just me Climb to the top where you won't be Try look up ya hurt ya neck, cramped and its stuck Lookin up at me now, its too late to catch up f** it, im back at it Dare to accept the challenge Opponents losin they balance Checks bouncing you couldn't cash em But im back into action pa** it back to my pack And when i get it back its cashed and im mad as f** So they pack it up, like what the f** You know that i hit it once Matter fact imma hit your junt and Not pa** it til its a stump Just pa** me the mic though Get my cake thick as the bible I ride slow, aye bo' we smokin or what?!