Texty: Gorilla Zoe. Joog Music. So Blow'd.

[Chorus:]
I got my head up high and my windows low... gekked I don't kno which way to go baby I'm so blow'd... blow'd blow'd
And if it's me and my dogs we jus ridin through the town checkin our traps makin our rounds... gettin blow'd blow'd blow'd

[Verse 1:]
I wake up every mornin with money on mind, gucci on my body diamonds on my time, on the phone transcating heard that u ain't wasting mine.
My time I hit the trap and get back on my grind.

For a duce and a sprite in a stirofoam cup, purple cushin in my blunt smoke my newport to the but, wat u know,
Wat you know bout dat ridin round smokin traxs while I'm droppin off them packs, gettin money in the streets man that's is not an obsticle, 007 Mr. mission impossible
Man I got a vato whos got blocks of the blanco... and get em by the quatro but get em off pronto.

I got my head up high and my windows low... gekked I don't kno which way to go baby I'm so blow'd... blow'd
And if it's me and my dogs we jus ridin through the town checkin our traps makin our rounds... gettin blow'd blow'd blow'd

[Verse 2:]
Everyday I'm hustlin like the damn song, geeked up like look which planet should I land on, money don't grow on trees but shawty lumble on, mr cut the check man u don't see the numbers off.
I hear everytime they see I be sittin up high shades on my eyes everytime I ride by so blow'd blow'd...
Hood like blik I ain't got shit else to do but get blow'd n get money til my face turn blue... yea the lawyers paid off where da case went to. I got a bitch on my side where her face went to...

[Chorus:]
I got my head up high and my windows low... gekked I don't kno which way to go baby I'm so blow'd... blow'd blow'd
And if it's me and my dogs we jus ridin through the town checkin our traps makin our rounds... gettin blow'd blow'd blow'd