[Intro]
Uh, huh
[Chorus]
I'm in the truck, ridin' back seat
I take the Sprite and I turn it pink
I turn a cool bitch right to a freak
I make a lame bitch turn to a cool one
I take my wrist and I made it look cooler
I took my neck and I made it look cooler
I take my ears and I made it look cooler
I take the swag and I make it look cooler
Like I'm Rich The Kid, bitch, I bought a new freezer
I swap the bitch out because I ain't need her
Countin' up Franklin's, no Aretha
I put your rent on my shoes
The 720s McLaren, the coupe
Ion' really buy much but clothes and tools
Ion' really buy much but clothes and tools
And most of them niggas gon' fold on you
The same niggas that roll with you
[Verse]
Yeah, I ain't chained baby I just ain't tryna go down that road with you
Yeah, tag on my chain baby, I just went and bought some brand new pointers too
Yeah, check out my ring baby that shit hittin', it go Mike Tyson don't it? Huh?
I go real leather Ricky, yeah baby, I go Michael on it
Yeah, I move with my stick, yeah, I move with my rifle on me
Yeah, I move with the drac', not the AK this the micro one
Yeah, she hotter than microwave, huh, I think I should ice her up
These nigga getting micro-paid, I need the whole maximum
Nigga tryna buy some kill out the trap, you know a young nigga taxin' him
Nigga tryna buy some drank out the trap, you know a young nigga taxin' him
Nigga pullin' up, we waxin' him, yeah, nigga pull up beat box
Check my swag when the beat drop
Uh, huh
[Chorus]
I'm in the truck, ridin' back seat
I take the Sprite and I turn it pink
I turn a cool bitch right to a freak
I make a lame bitch turn to a cool one
I take my wrist and I made it look cooler
I took my neck and I made it look cooler
I take my ears and I made it look cooler
I take the swag and I make it look cooler
Like I'm Rich The Kid, bitch, I bought a new freezer
I swap the bitch out because I ain't need her
Countin' up Franklin's, no Aretha
I put your rent on my shoes
The 720s McLaren, the coupe
Ion' really buy much but clothes and tools
Ion' really buy much but clothes and tools
And most of them niggas gon' fold on you
The same niggas that roll with you
[Verse]
Yeah, I ain't chained baby I just ain't tryna go down that road with you
Yeah, tag on my chain baby, I just went and bought some brand new pointers too
Yeah, check out my ring baby that shit hittin', it go Mike Tyson don't it? Huh?
I go real leather Ricky, yeah baby, I go Michael on it
Yeah, I move with my stick, yeah, I move with my rifle on me
Yeah, I move with the drac', not the AK this the micro one
Yeah, she hotter than microwave, huh, I think I should ice her up
These nigga getting micro-paid, I need the whole maximum
Nigga tryna buy some kill out the trap, you know a young nigga taxin' him
Nigga tryna buy some drank out the trap, you know a young nigga taxin' him
Nigga pullin' up, we waxin' him, yeah, nigga pull up beat box
Check my swag when the beat drop
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