Rotation

[Produced by Big KRIT] [Hook] Old school when I ride, forever sky high Workin wood wheel, when the sun outside I’m just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires Not a care in the world, me and my girl Candy coated pearl with the bowling ball swirl I’m just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires [Verse 1] Now this could be one of those days I chop on my blades, leave my worries behind Just pretend that I’m paid Do it big, do it large, on the boulevard Get a sense of sucess, pushin' candy cars I did some thangs for that Chevy mayne Restored the frame, blew the brains, out on everything I ain’t ashamed, scooped my dame cause she down to roll Since way before, don’t touch my screens or my radio (say what?) She know the score [Hook] [Verse 2] Now this could be one of those days Parlay and I ball, turning necks til they break, outside of the mall Going in going hard like a superstar Break the bank full tank take me super far I swang and bang, sittin' heavy mayne Hoggin' lanes candy paint never leave a stain Let it rain hydroplane but I'm ridin' slow Eyes closed, Etta James keep me on my toes (Say what?) Can’t let her go [Hook] [Bridge] Wheels on the slab go round and round, round and round, round and round The wheels on the slab go round and round, round and round, round and round Screens in the slab fall down and down, down and down, down and down The screens in the slab fall down and down, down and down, down and down [Hook]