Uh, yeah
Where you at
Uh, shit yeah
Where you at
Uh, what
Where you at
Uh, yeah
Where you at
Where you at, shit, yeah, where you at
Where you at, shit, yeah, where you at
Where you at, shit, yeah, where you at
Where you at, shit, yeah, where you at
I been topping off all racks but I aint pushing one's
Cause all my bruddas booted up and loaded like some guns
You know in the party when the crack seals, it starts the fun
Toting up the Mac-10, we started popping, then we run
Make the chopper back flip then I lace up the high ricks
I know that I'm getting hot when I can bless up the clique
I know that I'm getting hot when I'm wearing all chroma fits
I know that I'm getting cash when I'm passing up on all my chicks
Where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Where you at, shit, yeah, where you at
Where you at, shit, yeah, where you at
Where you at, shit, yeah, where you at
Where you at, shit, yeah, where you at
I've been drinking too much, I think I need to stop
Double G's in my belt, but I ain't talkin' Glocks
Keep the cash in the crib, cause I ain't keeping stocks
Anarchy in the UK, we talking punk rock
We moving like Sid when he was in the pistols
Say she got no back broke, cause her bones are brittle
Tearing up the streets when I put pedal to metal
Roses dropping blood, cause I ain't the pretty petal
(Anarchist)
Where you at, shit, yeah, where you at
Where you at, shit, yeah, where you at
Where you at, shit, yeah, where you at
Where you at, shit, yeah, where you at
Where you at