I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell 'em)   I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   I come through swervin' (somebody better tell 'em)   I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell 'em)   I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   I come through swervin' (somebody better tell 'em)      I'm border, grit on that killer   They call it Front Street, nobody know about it   He works the concretes 'til it breaks daylight   You see him post up in the cut, how many?   I ain't servin' nothin' but good products   I broke that wall, work that slang, choke that thang   I'm talkin' 'bout 'I ain't dressin', nothin' but pain   Keep the Chevrolet funked out   I ain't even try to hitcha 'less y'all trunked out   I come through, tear that thang up   Whippin' new grain and he all glassed up   You see us swervin' on some seventeen-nines   Mr. F.F., I'm a stay bright every time      I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell 'em)   I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   I come through swervin' (somebody better tell 'em)   I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell 'em)   I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   I come through swervin' (somebody better tell 'em)      Talk a dollar outta dime, drinkin' liquid lime   Pull out sideways and leave these suckas from the line   Over time, like Dental, seein' green with the grill   Super clean see a gleam through the windshield      It's everyday like the clock tick   Hit me with some super thick up in the cockpit   It's off limits baby, you see the hand stiched material   Workin' the original inertial   I'm in a coma, get he and Bean up out the trunk   I step on stage and get the whole place crunch   Always guarantee freind-shh y'all   You shoulda rocked the microphone to this, y'all   Yes sir, hold on, hold the dice   Set these down, then I'm gone   One more shot cause I'm on tonight   I shook another fifty-two   Now tell me what do they wants to do?      I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell 'em)   I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   I come through swervin' (somebody better tell 'em)   I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell 'em)   I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   I come through swervin' (somebody better tell 'em)      I could fly these sucka ducks with the right dosage   Now hear, bust it open, get it smokin', that's him   Sack it up and watch it jump out the gym   Shorty told you what it is when you come through here   This sucker emcee say he lookin' for me   Tell him, ain't nothin' boy, is you the police   When I put the mic down they say they found residue   And the laws wanna charge me for verbal abuse   Blow smoke up out the roof, they ain't got no proof   Six-eights, skate Decatur, them boys blue, I'm sayin'   Go getcha ass bread, ya understand   Man these suckers think I'm playin'   (Man they puffin' weed)      I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell 'em)   I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   I come through swervin' (somebody better tell 'em)   I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell 'em)   I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre   I come through swervin' (somebody better tell 'em)      Five, deuce, four, tre   Shawt, shawty