LIKE A PRO (Explicit)

Ayy, yeah

Got the Chrome Hearts bangin' on my torso

All-black fit, I move like the Sith, ho

Walk out the shadows like a Cane Corso

Smoke in my lungs, yeah, I do it like a pro

Yeah, I whip it, I'm a pro, these bitches got my phone lit

Keep on tellin' all your friends that I'm a bad kid

I don't want no baggage unless it's Louis V medallions

It's Louis V medallions

Shinin', shinin'

Shinin', shinin'

Baby girl in the back just wildin'

Chrome on her waist so she never laggin'

Perfect timing, 5G, automatic

Every time—

Every time I switch lanes

Pull up, 240SX, slide by

Ride by in your city, bump 50

Catch a broad from the city

The city

Bad bitch, sing it with me

Got the Chrome Hearts bangin' on my torso

All-black fit, I move like the Sith, ho

Walk out the shadows, look like a Cane Corso

Smoke in my lungs, yeah, I do it like a pro

Matte-black truck, let the headlights glow

While the cold white ash falls onto my coat

Turn the speakers up loud and the whole block know

Shawty in the back said, “You're never, ever goin' pro”

Ayy, you're never goin' pro

Ayy, you're never goin' pro

Got the Chrome Hearts bangin' on my torso

All-black fit, I move like the Sith, ho

Walk out the shadows, look like a Cane Corso

Smoke in my lungs, yeah, I do it like a pro