[Intro: Rittz]
Ridin' in my Caddy, El Dorado on my gold things
Speakers in the trunk and they be screamin' causin' road rage
And you know that I'm too busy to be bothered, I don't answer when my phone rings
Makin' money in the music business like I'm in the dope game
Like somebody came and lit the propane
Oh bang
[Chorus: Rittz]
Riding in my Chevy Monte Carlo on them chrome things
Speakers in the trunk and they be screamin' causin' road rage (Ya-uh-ya, ya-uh yeah)
And you know that I'm too busy to be bothered
Rollin' up and blowin' smoke rings
Makin' money in the music business like I'm in the dope game
Like somebody came and lit the propane, I'm on fire
Like I'm reunited with an old flame, I'm on fire (Yeah)
Like somebody came and lit the propane, I'm on fire
Like I'm reunited with an old flame, I'm on fire (Yeah)
I'm on fire
[Verse 1: Rittz]
Rittz up in this bitch, they should nickname me classic
Drivin' a classic Cadillac, I fashion it in traffic
Bout' to drop a classic album, here's a classic song to match it
Jordans on my feet, I hit the gas and then I pass 'em
Smell the weed I'm chiefin', had to crack the window, gaspin'
Cussin' out my homie 'cause he's ashin' on the missus in the back, I said you pushin' it
You almost burned a hole right through the cushions in my pillow seats, they padded like a mattress
Million dollar motive, call me Jonny Global
Funny I remember how it felt when I was local
Now we travel coast to coast, Spanish bitches holler, "Hola"
When I'm in my Arizona home, it's candy-coated LoLo
When you ride in chrome or solid gold, you gotta showboat
In my Monte Carlo 'bout to valet park it up at Fogo
Haters they can hate but they can't take away my mojo
I took my lady home, I hit the club and rolled up solo
When I'm
Ridin' in my Caddy, El Dorado on my gold things
Speakers in the trunk and they be screamin' causin' road rage
And you know that I'm too busy to be bothered, I don't answer when my phone rings
Makin' money in the music business like I'm in the dope game
Like somebody came and lit the propane
Oh bang
[Chorus: Rittz]
Riding in my Chevy Monte Carlo on them chrome things
Speakers in the trunk and they be screamin' causin' road rage (Ya-uh-ya, ya-uh yeah)
And you know that I'm too busy to be bothered
Rollin' up and blowin' smoke rings
Makin' money in the music business like I'm in the dope game
Like somebody came and lit the propane, I'm on fire
Like I'm reunited with an old flame, I'm on fire (Yeah)
Like somebody came and lit the propane, I'm on fire
Like I'm reunited with an old flame, I'm on fire (Yeah)
I'm on fire
[Verse 1: Rittz]
Rittz up in this bitch, they should nickname me classic
Drivin' a classic Cadillac, I fashion it in traffic
Bout' to drop a classic album, here's a classic song to match it
Jordans on my feet, I hit the gas and then I pass 'em
Smell the weed I'm chiefin', had to crack the window, gaspin'
Cussin' out my homie 'cause he's ashin' on the missus in the back, I said you pushin' it
You almost burned a hole right through the cushions in my pillow seats, they padded like a mattress
Million dollar motive, call me Jonny Global
Funny I remember how it felt when I was local
Now we travel coast to coast, Spanish bitches holler, "Hola"
When I'm in my Arizona home, it's candy-coated LoLo
When you ride in chrome or solid gold, you gotta showboat
In my Monte Carlo 'bout to valet park it up at Fogo
Haters they can hate but they can't take away my mojo
I took my lady home, I hit the club and rolled up solo
When I'm
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