Bankhead

And my ho, now where am I s'posed to go

I got my 44 and my dro and my Chevy on 24s
And my ho, now where am I s'posed to go, hey

I got my 44 and my dro and my Chevy on 24s
Right next to that, get that bag and roll another one
I'm in a bubble kush Chevy, well, at least that's what it smells like
Hit the gas, blue fire blowing out the tail pipe
I said I do it to make the pussy happy
We're puttin' fear in cowards hearts, when they see us on the block

I got my 44 and my dro and my Chevy on 24s
These niggas kind of know me, I'm the shit
I'm Cadillac daddy, pull up on some hoes from old Natty

And my ho, now where am I s'posed to go
I'm gonna pull over in born home my cousin and B

I'm burning rubber, fuck the cops, another dead on my block, hey

Baby just remember, make it quick
I got my 44 and my dro and my Chevy on 24s
Way back in '83, T.I. stayed up the street from me
The hell I care about gettin' caught, I'm makin' bail by 12 o'clock
Ten screens falling, my Chevy watch it lean on me
They pull us over, you think I'm stoppin', you must be fuckin' wit me
And my ho, now where am I s'posed to go, hey

Ridin' down Simpson, 'bout to waste my purple lean on me
I was born up in Bankhead, y'all remember me
Just 'cause I'm from Bankhead, niggas having beef wit me

Ya airing for a little fender bender
The engine running like Vick, with the Falcons on the hood
I got the vitamins, make a freak fuck all night
Mr., Mr. Westside, yeah you know they in my hood
And they gon' hide me in they home while they looking for me

Swervin' off Church St. the pimp God gave me skills
And my ho, now where am I s'posed to go
I treat 'em like Tina, beat that pussy and you call me Ike
It sound like a stadium, you would of thought the Braves played
And my ho, now where am I s'posed to go, hey
Half never seen a G in a cap in my Beamer V
Swervin' in the deuce in quarters, bustin' shots just because
Tail pipe, that's all these hos wanna lick for the night
Back in the spot with the same bomb serving drops
I got my 44 and my dro and my Chevy on 24s
Let's get a room over on Virginia, step inside sweeter than continue
Sittin' on the high life, windows up, in the clouds
I pull a hoe in Bangkok, dropped her off at TIP's spot
I got my 44 and my dro and my Chevy on 24s
I said I'm Pimp Squad ho what's happenin'
I got my 44 and my dro and my Chevy on 24s
With a quarter or a blow get low than we see
Westside get them panties, snap, she asked me can I do the Laffy Taffy
If they don't want to die tonight, they best stop fuckin' wit me
I got my 44 and my dro and my Chevy on 24s
No tag, no license, trunk loaded with D

Ridin' Fulton in D where we know it to be
Hey we the neighborhood superstars, couple Chevy's pullin' hard

Waffle House Charger, yellow, black I got a bee on me
And my ho, now where am I s'posed to go

That�s right, monster ride sittin' on the 28s
Make that money turn bright, just look at my piece and my grill

Thousand dollars worth of dimes in the trap with rock stars

Ain't no tellin' where I'm goin', less I'm steppin' out
See me ridin' in a Chevy 44 on the seat
Hos know, killers on the west side earn stripes

Open up the console, that's where I got my gun
Purple linen clean on me, the whole zone 3 on me