Rick Owen

Lyrics

[Intro] Macten +1 [Chorus: Kankan] In a damn SRT Tesla S, going top speed Got big racks all on me Keep that choppa on me And the Prada all on my tee There's a rack in these Rick Owen jeans Keep that nine on me Gotta keep the fye, keep the heat Aye, racks on me, I spend it Fuck that hoe then get it You not Slay, can't kick it You not gang, we don't know you (?) Big ass choppa gon' fold you Put a nigga ass on a poster [Verse: Macten] Big ol' choppa get you downed (?) +1 don't fuck with you, I'm knocking your head off Got mud up in my cup, this shit thicker than eggnog This white hoe in my bedroom, and she taking her dress off You not +1, can't kick it, yeah, your money same size as midget Choppa make your head turn, just like a fidget All of these fake Slays, they need to quit it How you got a gun but you don't spit it? Probably your mans that let you split it If the convo ain't 'bout no digits, bitch you'd better just zip it If you ain't talking 'bout that guap, why the fuck would I ever even wanna listen (?), with me cost a pendant I own all this shit and your ass just a tenant Two blicks and an AR, but I'm not a lieutenant [Chorus: Kankan] In a damn SRT Tesla S, going top speed Got big racks all on me Keep that choppa on me And the Prada all on my tee There's a rack in these Rick Owen jeans Keep that nine on me Gotta keep the fye, keep the heat Aye, racks on me, I spend it Fuck that hoe then get it You not Slay, can't kick it You not gang, we don't know you (?) Big ass choppa gon' fold you Put a nigga ass on a poster