I got that rolie on my wrist
I got that gold around my neck
I got that beeper on my hip
I got that beam up on that TEC
And it go
Bang, bang, bang
Bitch, I got a
Chain
That bling
That bling
Bitch, I got a
Ring, ring, ring
That do the
That do the motherfucking same
In my drop-top Cadillac bumping down your street
Knocking pictures off the wall, letting my fucking speakers be
Keep it pimping
Never tripping
Never slipping
Grain ripping
Bitch Im different, water sipping
In the alley behind your building
Where Im spitting
My sentences kill em no matter what
I say the shit I spit and the flows I kick turn grey skies to sunny days
Past the sunny haze
Riding in bucket seat
Turn the bass up and feel like nobody can fuck with me
I got that rolie on my wrist
I got that gold around my neck
I got that beeper on my hip
I got that beam up on that TEC
And it go
Bang, bang, bang
Bitch, I got a
Chain
That bling
That bling
Bitch, I got a
Ring, ring, ring
That do the
That do the motherfucking same