Rolling in my 6-4(Freestyled)

Rolling in my 6-4, in the west coast.

Don’t give a hug about the passengers passed by now.

I don’t really give a shiet. I just wanna enjoy this moment.

I’m with my homies. I’m with all these bishes.

I guess they just wanna try some pinis.

And you know who I am.

D.I.A403. (I) come from GYC.

And now I feel this beat like I’m in L.A.

And driving my 6-4 down the boulevard

To the Sponchor. Run to the Beverly hill

And I want you understand.

We don’t go to Santa Monica

And I don’t give a shiet about people say

You gotta know who I am

Rolling in my 6-4

I don’t really give a shiet about these people

I just wanna enjoy myself

That’s the point of my travel

If you wanna know what is real

I don’t give a about these rubbers

You gotta know who I am, D.I.A403

I’m not Snoop D-O-Double G

You gotta know who I am

You know wanna rob all the floor

And you know

I still gotta do the show

And you gotta know who I am

A ****in’ tragedy you guys won’t buy that

You got two-seat then you gotta spin it

You got the own show then you know how to decide it

Cutting into this beat. You know what it ‘s

It’s me and me and this 6-4

Rolling in my 6-4

All these bishes just wanna try me

But I like them blow my D

And you know what it is

It’s a freedom of land

Freedom of mind

And you know who I am

I’m rolling in my 6-4 with my homie and bish

That not point it is

Homie, I gotta show you my phone is ringing

You gotta stand in the front

If you are afraid, then you gotta stat behind

You gotta know：

We’re drunk in the hucking backseat