[Intro]
The fuckin' Glo Boyz
Doin' donuts in my Can Am (Skrt skrt skrt)

[Chorus]
Can Am, Can Am (Skrt skrt skrt)
I probably race you in my damn Lamb (Skrt skrt skrt)
Hit you in your shit like Bam Bam
Doin' donuts in my Can Am
Can Am, Can Am (Skrt skrt skrt)
I probably race you in my damn Lamb (Skrt skrt skrt)
Hit you in your shit like Bam Bam
Taxin' these n***as like Uncle Sam

[Post-Chorus]
Gettin' to these racks, I'm goin' HAM
Too flex up, I ain't gotta flex for the 'Gram
TRX is the new rim (Yeah)
I walk to the back of the club and load my chrome (The fuckin' Glo Boyz)
Rollie on my wrist, it's a new band (Rollie)
Hundreds on me blue but the band ain't
Pull up on you flexin' on my Can Am
Pull up on you flexin' on my damn Lamb (Woah)

[Verse]
I make many green, it's in hand (Many green)
When I'm pourin' up lean call me Datsu
Why I'm pourin' up the lean? 'Cause I got the juice (Yeah)
I can say 32 first but I ain't Juice
Hundred round ridin' 'round my chopper (Hundred round)
Boy, yo ass dead if you're my opp (Boy, you is)
All the bitches love me, call me Big Poppa (Poppa)
If I sled in the K, they need a doctor (Bang)
Fuck n***a in my picture, I had to crop him
My n***as gon' kill, I can't stop 'em (Nah)
Every summer, it's gon' be more body droppin'
CPDK, fuck all the crime stoppers (Fuck 'em)
Snitch ass n***a ain't nothin' but a crime watcher
41 with the new models on my wrist (Bling)
She wanna hold my dick while I fuckin' piss (Hah)
800 hottie so I had to resist (Skrt skrt)
Told her "Don't make me breakfast without grits"
And I'm blitzin' shit like John Madden (Blitz)
Everytime I fuck you, know I wear a magnum (Yeah)
4EB compilation goin' platinum (4EB)
On gang pull up on you in a new phantom
Still a putchu ass on the news channel
Real trap n***a we don' do scammin'
Yeah, man, we ain't with all that card crackin' shit man (At all)
Just scammin' ass on man (Yeah)
Hundred rolled up in a vacuum sealed
Hundred bowls ain't even a hundred seals (Gross)
[Chorus]
Can Am, Can Am (Skrt skrt skrt)
I probably race you in my damn Lamb (Skrt skrt skrt)
Hit you in your shit like Bam Bam (Skrt skrt skrt)
Doin' donuts in my Can Am
Can Am, Can Am (Skrt skrt skrt)
I probably race you in my damn Lamb (Skrt skrt skrt)
Hit you in your shit like Bam Bam (Skrt skrt skrt)
Taxin' these n***as like Uncle Sam

[Post-Chorus]
Gettin' to these racks, I'm goin' HAM
Too flex up, I ain't gotta flex for the 'Gram
TRX is the new rim (Yeah)
I walk to the back of the club and load my chrome (Yeah)
Rollie on my wrist, it's a new band (The fuckin' Glo Boyz)
Hundreds on me blue but the band ain't (Rollie)
Pull up on you flexin' on my Can Am
Pull up on you flexin' on my damn Lamb