Bruce Lee

When I pull up, they're like "Who's that?"

I'm in a Scat Pack with a Cali sack and a fat back

Pull up, when I pull up, when I pull up, when I

When I pull up, they're like "Who's that?"

I'm in a Scat Pack with a Cali sack and a fat back

When I pull up, they're like "Who's he?"

I'm in a big Jeep, horsepower kickin' like Bruce Lee

When I pull up, they're like "Who's that?"

I'm in a Scat Pack with a Cali sack and a fat back

When I pull up, they're like "Who's he?"

I'm in a big Jeep, horsepower kickin' like Bruce Lee

I live this mob life, can't you tell?

Sippin' Acqua Panna, eating prawns and chicken with the tagliatell'

Big crops to feed and a big bag of cats to sell

They tried to fuck with my youngboy

Until I went and checked the V man and told him cast a spell

Now he's out in the field, chin up, bound to blast a shell

I made the opps go hard to soft

We kick back and laugh and call dem man dere a pasta shell

I used to mix the blues with the GG and call it glue cheese

Now it's top-shelf Cali in the Cheesecake Factory

Dippin' wings in my blue cheese

Blowin' on a big joint, we don't use piece

When I pull up in a foreign, they're like "Who's he?"

When I pull up in a foreign, it's a movie

Got your main ting lookin' all choosy

Now your gyal's drippin' wet through her little Polly two-piece

When I pull up, they're like "Who's that?"

I'm in a Scat Pack with a Cali sack and a fat back

When I pull up, they're like "Who's he?"

I'm in a big Jeep, horsepower kickin' like Bruce Lee

When I pull up, they're like "Who's that?"

I'm in a Scat Pack with a Cali sack and a fat back

When I pull up, they're like "Who's he?"

I'm in a big Jeep, horsepower kickin' like Bruce Lee

When I pull up, they're like "Who's that?"

I got the AC on in the hemi, I'm a cool cat

Flames out the exhaust, rev it and the fuel spat

Prestige scouse ting, I call that my pool brat

Always wants to know where the party with the pool's at

I tell her find out where the trappers with the jewels at

You could get snatched, this ain't nothin' like your jewel snaps

So don't slip and get grabbed or you're goin' to the cruel flat

If Y-Dog grabs him, he's dealin' with a cruel chap

Have you wrapped up in duct tape, flappin' on a stool sat

And if you ain't fam or gang, you ain't gonna get your food back

Two double-burst 9s, that's four at a time

If you want it, we can duel strap

Gang's got heavy metal like a mule trap

And if I'm on the phone to Hector, then you know it's a mule chat

When I pull up, they're like "Who's that?"

I'm in a Scat Pack with a Cali sack and a fat back

When I pull up, they're like "Who's he?"

I'm in a big Jeep, horsepower kickin' like Bruce Lee

When I pull up, they're like "Who's that?"

I'm in a Scat Pack with a Cali sack and a fat back

When I pull up, they're like "Who's he?"

I'm in a big Jeep, horsepower kickin' like Bruce Lee

When I pull up, they're like "Who's that?"

I'm in a Scat Pack with a Cali sack and a fat back

When I pull up, they're like "Who's he?"

I'm in a big Jeep, horsepower kickin' like Bruce Lee