Lyrics of Chappa on da back seat

Yeah, dis ya boy lil wyte i ain't never gave a fuck, you know me, boy got no licensce, warrants, probation, all kinds of shit tags expired, fuck em, they ain't gon get me i'ma keep doing my thing, got work in my sock glock on da seat, we ain't playin wit em, you gon have to catch me pimp
Ridin dirty got dis weed in my sock on the seat a plastic glock ah shit i see da cops yup, dey lookin dey lookin dat candy got em lookin ohhh dey lookin dey looking dat candy got em lookin ohhh (x2)
Bentley through da bay, and i'm white as a ghost, candy chevy brown rag lookin like some french toast got knock in da back, big rims and limo tintit don't matter cuz da po-po's they know who's up in it, it's me w-y-t-e flickin down yo block got some weed in my sock and on my seat a plastic glock and it's cocked ready to go ready to blow in the battlefeild if the bullet don't put you down the beatin from the handle will, i'm ridin dirty like a military and they hatin police sittin on da next block and dey waitin for me to try and leave da hood and jump right back on da slab, if it was up to da cops dis lil cracker day would have to grab
Ridin dirty got this weed in my sock on the seat a plastic glock ah shit i see da cops yup, dey lookin dey lookin dat candy got em lookin ohhh dey lookin dey looking dat candy got em lookin ohhh (x2)
Now i'm ridin down i-40 doin 85 snachin 4 lanes tryin da make da interstate mine, i was just in da bay where da police are hot as hell on my way to my side of town, fuck it might as well jump off da slab and get a box of grape swishers, a 2 by 4 of buzzum,tator longs, and chicken livers, i left the chevy crunk, and the alarm armed jumped back in pedal to da medal straight to shelby barn's, beatin wit my xanex man, dealin wit da many van, tryin not to be da center of attention in dis stranded land, but dey lookin dey looking dat candy got em lookin ohhh, i'm pushin, and bookin, and cookin like come cajun food bitch!
Ridin dirty got this weed in my sock on the seat a plastic glock ah shit i see da cops yup, dey lookin dey lookin dat candy got em lookin ohhh dey lookin dey looking dat candy got em lookin ohhh (x2)