Rick Owens
Blrrrd
Blrrrd
Blrrrd
Blrrrd, blrrrd
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Chrome Heart drip with the Rick Owens, this sauce here from Vegas (sauce)
Off this Tussin and this Quagen, couldn't play for the Lakers (I'm gettin' off)
Got too jap on all my places, I switched the locations (outta here)
Baccarat got the ho open, she fucked off the fragrance (she outta there)
Hop out that 'Cat I'm feelin' coupish I had to C8 it (skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
Neck to my teeth ho, that's a eighty, I'm flawless gang crazy (ice)
Yo' trap don't get off like my trap, biggest trap in the haven (at all)
Maceo Walker, just a baby strapped with a .380 (on God)
It's a yes situation, got off but ain't get away (yeah, yeah)
Can't just say you Choppa Gang go put one up, go get a Drac' (blrrrd-blrrrd)
Takin' pics with all these guns, gon' get put up you in the way (fool)
Must don't believe in feds or you gon' rat and help out on the case (fool)
Paralyzed feet to the waist, when we pop out it's a murder
Air 'em out, one to the face, we come through flippin' shit like burgers (murder, murder, murder)
Fucked 'em up we hurt 'em, know he not on his ass like a girdle
Ten shots to his back put 'em on his stomach face down like a turtle
Still got all my cars that's seven whips, ain't no buy, sell or tradin' (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Burberry hit off the Christian Loub' and bloody steppin' gave it (blood walk)
My lil' nigga came back off a M, gave a ten to Woo Brazy (gave)
Bet any nigga play got shit or kilt and I put that on baby (murder, on my baby)
Chrome Heart drip with the Rick Owens, this sauce here from Vegas (sauce)
Off this Tussin and this Quagen, couldn't play for the Lakers (ayy, I'm gettin' off)
Got too jap on all my places, I switched the locations (outta here)
Baccarat got the ho open, she fucked off the fragrance (she outta there)
Hop out that 'Cat I'm feelin' coupish I had to C8 it (skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
Neck to my teeth ho, that's a eighty, I'm flawless gang crazy (ice)
Yo' trap don't get off like my trap, biggest trap in the haven (on God)
Maceo Walker, just a baby strapped with a .380 (on God)
Niggas get shot in they face for all that talkin' shit (no cap)
Police on my ass in every state but they ain't stoppin' shit (no stoppin' shit)
I like fuckin' bitches, buyin' cars, dumpin' on opps and shit (yeah, yeah, blrrrd)
It's two-twenty up on this CTS-V, ain't no stoppin' this (skrrt, skrrt)
Run in yo' house, where the cash? Pussy this a home invasion
Hit him with the 12-gauge knocked his meat on the kitchen table
Bitch we got them flavors, got Biscotti, Truffle by the acres (gas, gas, gas)
Negotiate with all the killers, get money, pop shit with players (murder)
We don't catch no feelings we catch bodies, nigga (murder, murder)
Fucked a lotta niggas bitches and kilt a lot of niggas (a whole lotta niggas)
Ran through so many pistols, pulled a lot of triggers
Ho'd out a lot of niggas, free my partner, nigga (free Big Shiesty)
Chrome Heart drip with the Rick Owens, this sauce here from Vegas (sauce)
Off this Tussin and this Quagen, couldn't play for the Lakers (ayy, I'm gettin' off)
Got too jap on all my places, I switched the locations (outta here)
Baccarat got the ho open, she fucked off the fragrance (she outta there)
Hop out that 'Cat I'm feelin' coupish I had to C8 it (skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
Neck to my teeth ho, that's a eighty, I'm flawless gang crazy (ice)
Yo' trap don't get off like my trap, biggest trap in the haven (on God)
Maceo Walker, just a baby strapped with a .380 (on God)