"GTA 2" lyrics

(Keep the tool with me, gotta keep the .9 hot)
(Flexing Louis V, yeah, I keep my cash on)
(Sticking true to me, I never had to gas up, yeah)

Oppers fool with me, so I put my mask on (Mask on)
Keep the tool with me, gotta keep the .9 hot (.9 hot)
Flexing Louis V, yeah, I keep my cash on (Cash on)
Sticking true to me, I never had to gas up (Gas up)
I'ma pop off, yeah, I said, "I'll pop off"
Hit the lotto', how I end up in a drop-top? (Drop-top)
Sticky commas, yeah, I keep them in my lockbox (Lockbox)
People follow me, 'cause they know that they not raw (Not raw)

Got them bands on me, hell o' oppers sweet (Yeah, yeah)
Got a Prada bag, boy, don't ever talk to me (Ever talk to me)
Tell my mama that I did it, this just how I be (Yeah, yeah)
All these rappers hit the follow, then they copy me
I went and scored a dub, that-that's just how I do it (Woo!)
My ho a money getter, now she talking like she fluent (No-no-no-no)
My music getting better, I don't need no one's influence (Yeah, yeah)
Designer in my dresser, yeah, I said it and I proved it
I'm zooming through the bay, uh, we don't ever stop
Live like it's GTA, we ridin' with the top off
I rack a hundred Ks, I don't take no nights off
I'm living in a race, so I had to blast off (Yeah)

Oppers fool with me, so I put my mask on (Mask on)
Keep the tool with me, gotta keep the .9 hot (.9 hot)
Flexing Louis V, yeah, I keep my cash on (Cash on)
Sticking true to me, I never had to gas up (Gas up)
I'ma pop off, yeah, I said, "I'll pop off"
Hit the lotto', how I end up in a drop-top? (Drop-top)
Sticky commas, yeah, I keep them in my lockbox (Lockbox)
People follow me, 'cause they know that they not raw (Not raw)