(Chorus)
Riding through yo city
I ride around with racks
I ride around with like 50
I'm on some rockstar shit
She want me to sign her titties
Rockstar fit
Chrome Heart Tat shit cost like 60
I get money I don't got a lot
Smoke gas bitch I get way to high
Talk shit we put him in the sky
Talk shit we make his mother cry
Bullets flying hit him in the eyes
Call him steezy cuz that nigga blind
Inna Benz with doors they butterflies
Try me you know thats suicide
(Verse 1)
Ay you know fucking wimme suicide
I just took that nigga bitch and I just fuck her on the side
Inna hellcat, srt you know me and twizzy finna ride
Know we finna rockout
I got evil niggas wimme they gon popout
And they masked down don't know who let them shots out
Might crash the benz because I know I can buy another one
Nigga ain't know I had a fn on me yeah im tucking one
Niggas know im bucking sum
(Verse 2)
Yeah you know we on that rock shit
Nigga said he want some smoke like his dome we finna pop it
Cook a nigga up like a hot pocket
Bitch this Glock knock out his socket
Getting rich you try it
Pockets too fat they need a diet
This shit ain't healthy
Pockets too fat but I'm way too wealthy
Blow my phone I block yo telly
Talking down I leave you smelly
Kill a snake like YNW Melly
He ain't see the choppa but this shit get eating like speghetti
Said he want some smoke but get cooked up like a hot n ready
But I ain't even gordon ramsey
When these niggas talking down you know this choppa come in handy
Took his hoe passed to the bro she finna blow us like some candy
She wet in the bed with no pants on
Take yo ass for ransom, then fuck on your nanny
(Chorus)
Riding through yo city
I ride around with racks
I ride around with like 50
I'm on some rockstar shit
She want me to sign her titties
Rockstar fit
Chrome Heart Tat shit cost like 60
I get money I don't got a lot
Smoke gas bitch I get way to high
Talk shit we put him in the sky
Talk shit we make his mother cry
Bullets flying hit him in the eyes
Call him steezy cuz that nigga blind
Inna Benz with doors they butterflies
Try me you know thats suicide
Ay you know fucking wimme suicide
Riding through yo city
I ride around with racks
I ride around with like 50
I'm on some rockstar shit
She want me to sign her titties
Rockstar fit
Chrome Heart Tat shit cost like 60
I get money I don't got a lot
Smoke gas bitch I get way to high
Talk shit we put him in the sky
Talk shit we make his mother cry
Bullets flying hit him in the eyes
Call him steezy cuz that nigga blind
Inna Benz with doors they butterflies
Try me you know thats suicide
(Verse 1)
Ay you know fucking wimme suicide
I just took that nigga bitch and I just fuck her on the side
Inna hellcat, srt you know me and twizzy finna ride
Know we finna rockout
I got evil niggas wimme they gon popout
And they masked down don't know who let them shots out
Might crash the benz because I know I can buy another one
Nigga ain't know I had a fn on me yeah im tucking one
Niggas know im bucking sum
(Verse 2)
Yeah you know we on that rock shit
Nigga said he want some smoke like his dome we finna pop it
Cook a nigga up like a hot pocket
Bitch this Glock knock out his socket
Getting rich you try it
Pockets too fat they need a diet
This shit ain't healthy
Pockets too fat but I'm way too wealthy
Blow my phone I block yo telly
Talking down I leave you smelly
Kill a snake like YNW Melly
He ain't see the choppa but this shit get eating like speghetti
Said he want some smoke but get cooked up like a hot n ready
But I ain't even gordon ramsey
When these niggas talking down you know this choppa come in handy
Took his hoe passed to the bro she finna blow us like some candy
She wet in the bed with no pants on
Take yo ass for ransom, then fuck on your nanny
(Chorus)
Riding through yo city
I ride around with racks
I ride around with like 50
I'm on some rockstar shit
She want me to sign her titties
Rockstar fit
Chrome Heart Tat shit cost like 60
I get money I don't got a lot
Smoke gas bitch I get way to high
Talk shit we put him in the sky
Talk shit we make his mother cry
Bullets flying hit him in the eyes
Call him steezy cuz that nigga blind
Inna Benz with doors they butterflies
Try me you know thats suicide
Ay you know fucking wimme suicide
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