Hahaha— Aw hell nah, they still behind us?! Punch it, kid! I ain’t dyin’ in no damn traffic stop! Tires screaming… Sirens bleeding through the city… Red lights flashin’, but we never gon’ stop Old clown laugh while I’m hangin’ out the drop Whole damn squad got the city too hot If the mines catch up, then somebody get popped HAHA— TURN LEFT! TURN LEFT! THEY STILL ON US! Go! Go! Push it faster! They too slow! Still got gas, still got smoke Still got bars and a gold clown coat Yeah, I’m old but I still move mean Wrinkled-ass menace in a murder machine Gold teeth shining while the whole car lean Laughin’ like a psycho in a bad moon scene Mine boys scared when they hear my name Whole damn city know I’m clinically insane Big clown shoes still stompin’ on lanes Y’all soft as hell, I survived real pain I done robbed casinos in a neck brace, kid Still outrun cops with arthritis hips You little mine punks better watch your lip Before I pull this rusty damn rocket switch Talk that shit! Tell ‘em! They can’t catch us! Purple lights glow on the dashboard glass City moving blurry while we almost crash Poppy in pink but the mood still black Anybody touch him, they ain’t comin’ back Red lights flashin’, but we never gon’ stop Old clown laugh while I’m hangin’ out the drop Whole damn chase got the freeway hot Poppy riding shotgun while the speakers knock HAHA— THEY MAD NOW! Too slow! Too late! We already gone! If the mines want war, tell ‘em bring that noise Whole car packed with dangerous toys I got bad knees but I still throw hands Still got shooters in three damn vans Still got clown paint crackin’ from sweat Still ain’t lost me a street war yet I been outside since cassette tape days Y’all TikTok thugs just copy and paste I’ll drive this whole damn car through gates Then stop for pie like it’s lunch break Poppy stay calm when the world goes loud Pink nails tapping while we weave through crowds You chase us once, now your boys look proud Till the old clown laugh make the whole block bow OH YOU THOUGHT I WAS TOO OLD?! HAHAHAHA! Still got madness in my damn chest Still got chaos underneath this vest Still throw elbows harder than the rest Still leave whole damn crews distressed Window halfway down, hair in the wind Whole city know who the hell rolled in Poppy got style but don’t mistake sweet I still stomp heels straight into concrete Old clown crazy but he loyal for real That’s why I still ride shotgun in the field Anybody thinkin’ we soft get peeled Whole chase scene look like action reels Red lights flashin’, but we never gon’ stop Old clown laugh while I’m hangin’ out the drop Poppy yelling “faster!” while the tires lock Whole damn freeway hearing bassline shock HAHA— Y’ALL NEVER CATCHIN’ US! Go! Go! Punch it! They still behind us! If the mines want smoke, better bring more cops Cause this clown still wild and Poppy popped off Heh… Pull into the alley… Kill the lights… Think we lost ‘em? Nah… But they sure as hell lost they courage
