Yo, fam, we gotta chill for a sec. This cruise is gettin' outta control. The fuzz are on our case, and they lookin' pretty mad. We best pull over snappy before we end up in a whole heap of hot water. I reckon we can try to talk our way out. Prayin' they don't bust us Stay chill, fam. Diedohh: The Streets Be Cryin' Yo, that's gettin' wild out