[Intro] This shit right here is strictly for my niggas ridin' down Glenwood. (DJ Scream. Hood rich beeotch.) My niggas on Mooreland Ave. Boulder Cris. You got six 12's in the trunk nigga this shit for you. Let's go. (Hood rich hoe) [Chorus] Well baby girl was lookin' at my ride So I guess I'ma have to put her up inside She was with you first now she's sittin' by my side This is what happens every time I drive by When I'm in that double bubble They give me double bubble When I'm in that double bubble They give me double bubble Yeah [Verse One] They see my whip and be like, "That's a mean motherfucker" Smothered in cream, make her melt like butter But I don't speak, I throw up the Eastside that mean "What up? " Come in LZ, so put your system on 'Shut Up' I hit the scene, real clean like scrub dum dum They can't compete, they speakers bust the fuck My kick got beat, they kicks be scuffed up They beat, just fluff fluff They weak and scrubbed up They be like, "Who that is? Can you turn that down?" Cause they say I got too many 15's in my ride And the Alpine is vibratin' they booty, chest and thighs So girls be gettin' juicy wet when they get inside [Chorus] Well, baby girl was lookin' at my ride So I guess I'ma have to put her up inside She was with you first now she's sittin' by my side This is what happens every time I drive by When I'm in that double bubble They give me double bubble When I'm in that double bubble They give me double bubble Yeah