No way vehicle and the data mark We can't run, keep a distance to us
So come on, we fold up, face a star You go run for the uptown man, them butter
We and them a part And they run for the ghetto man, them butter
We and them a part And they run for the country man, them butter
We and them a part We have on some guns a strip, we build up
We got a cigar
Me a have a way down, way down Watch your dread
Me a have a way down, way down Flash it up, flash it up, dreadlocks up
Handful of fish and I drive them charters, them muster come