[Hook]
I had a dub sack in my bucket
Rolling around like ''fuck it''
Now I got a Oz in this Benz
Still rolling around like ''fuck it''
Oz in this Benzo, rolling around like "fuck it”
Rolling around like "fuck it”
Olling around like "fuck it”

[Verse 1]
That shit weak, your bitch weak
That's too bad, my bitch bad
Smoke weed, I got plenty
take your quarter back like Mcnabb
Sip lean, I got plenty, I drop a ace in a liter
Now I got a quinceañera
Ever had a chick to do it on the dick to capoeira
Kick game like Martial Arts
Kick game like Marshall Law
On Tekken the homies got weapons
Martial Law could happen any second
Getting money, blowing digits
Only sexing sexy women
Only sexin' sexy women
Only sex is sexy women
That like to do them nasty things
You know I like them nasty things
Can't fuck with them whips and chains
I got a bitch that do, but I ain't got no gavel
Baby wanna know what's under my belt
Maybe cause I paid so much for the belt
Call the car service, get your ass home
But just yesterday me and Agent J

[Hook]
I had a dub sack in my bucket
Rolling around like ''fuck it''
Now I got a Oz in this Benz
Still rolling around like ''fuck it''
Oz in this Benzo, rolling around like "fuck it”
Rolling around like "fuck it”
Olling around like "fuck it”

[Verse 2]
You're so weak, you don't know me
Soulo so lowkey in Lord, legends, infinity
Oh God showed off inventing me
Me and K with the promoter
Drop the fo' up in the soder
I'm unraveling backwoods
And he's bending corners, just thought I'd warn ya
Whats happening?
I've been gone too long, but bitch I'm back again
Except this time I'm old
Had that Chevy celebrity the same age as me
With that gram in the glove-box, that's a 2 for 15
I mean

[Hook]
I had a dub sack in my bucket
Rolling around like ''fuck it''
Now I got a Oz in this Benz
Still rolling around like ''fuck it''
Oz in this Benzo, rolling around like "fuck it”
Rolling around like "fuck it”
Olling around like "fuck it”

[Verse 3]
You still weak, you last week
I'm next month, twist the next blunt
The homie got his chain took at the Mixed Nuts
Now we blowing big weed, lean mixed up
Nigga, don't get shit misconstrued
We gave y'all plenty time to dig our stuff
Getting women in the mood
We tell the truth up in the nude
Breaking news, breaking news
I'm enlightening like Pikachu
All I do is what you wouldn't think to do
Silk, don't you remember that [?]
South Pole Jeans, fat laces in all our shoes
A nigga turned into an oracle
Treat the damn booth like a urinal
Smoking a stogie in a terminal
I had a dub sack in my bucket
Rolling around like "fuck it"
Paul Jeremy, Doe and me trying to match a nugget
Pass the blunt to Bc, Ar, and Aj
King Rich, Ym, Python P, I put that on me

I had a dub sack in my bucket
Capital C

[Part 2, Outro:]
[Produced By Tommy Black]

[Intro: Ab-Soul & A-Mack:]
I just might be in yo hood

(Fuck outta here man, you dumb ass niggas!
You Niggas are silly out here tryna look cute and shit man)

I just might be in yo hood

(Quit playing. This is serious bruh
Niggas wanna come talk to me about all this dumb shit
A nigga ain't tryna hear that man
Imma come clean bruh, go sit down with all that my nigga)
(This shits over here from the grass... (?) )

I just might be in yo hood

(We gon' handle it
How handle it my nigga straight like that bruh)
(Eh niggas out here look silly my nigga
Like bruh if you don't know me
Look at my fucking twitter my nigga)

I just might be in yo hood

(It's your boy A-Mack out here man, Zanzilla
Slapping niggas and bitches for fun, straight like that)

[Verse: Ab-Soul]
Niggas chased my uncle there
Through God's grace the gun jammed
I found comfort in this pleasure
Meaning I slept the best through gun sounds
These Days it's a little different, between me
And my past I put a little distance
Egyptian cotton, thread count vicious
Started as a dream, manifested into little Kendrick
Now everybody feel it, even niggas
Who didn't know, they try to forget it!
Selective Amnesia, that's an Oxymoron, These Days
Niggas ask about pressure I grew up watching free base
Literally the face of my hood
So basically I beat the case
I vanished but left a trace, just in-case a nigga gotta go back
Yeah, it's not for games if I say that

[Hook: Ab-Soul & Sza:]
I just might be in yo hood
I just might be in yo hood
I just might be in yo hood
I just might be in yo hood