Ricky Bobby

Had 18 oz in my top draw

Pocket full of doe cutties calling my phone for the lock jaw

Now we overseas French goes saying Bonjour

Benz no keys before it was a Ford Contour

Used to serve them out the window

Pills had em rolling like Snoop Doggy dog in a 64

Now my shit hitting like Wladimir Klitschko

I been that nigga ya mother brother and bitch know

Supreme box logos thots begging for photos

My leather coat Yamamoto dripping like soul glow

Push ups on the cell floor counting the days to go home

6 million ways to get paid I need Hov doe

Mayweather cheddar cybertruck Tesla

Got em lining up they all stick off the tester

Before I met west the cutties was my best investor

Steppa bagging up meth on my dresser

Pray that god got me side stepping the law sold all hard to The Roxy

Now they snap my pix like paperazzi

Whip the maserati like Ricky Bobby

Keep the blicky by me

Keep it on me like ID

Games in my veins like fluid out the IV

Ya favorite rapper just a body

They hearin footsteps in the dark like the Isley's

If you was me and I was you I wouldn't try me

Its a art to folding paper origami

Not a paper chaser, spendin paper made off a ponzy

I got time today might write a rhyme today the way y'all rhyme

Perfect time to make a rapper rhymin throw his rhymes away

I ain't the kind to feel some kind of way, this ain't that kind of play

But this kind of pay could feed a child with just a dime a day

I mean the time ain't timelining, every line is not aligning

So I line him like he Frankie Lymon blowing lines of yay

My consent is your consignment, the assignment is obey

Can you do this while I'm rhyming? Call me Simon when I say

I'm cool as O'shea, got ice up in the trade

Them MIAs got heat rising like they climbing in LA

Y'all gonna pick the feat trying diamonds doggy diamonds let it stray

Bring the pain or shake it off, pop the cork and let it spray

Catch a stray, you a body, hey, don't be somebody prey

Chef souffle? Yep that's probably Rae, could beat Bobby Flay

Johnny Blaze and Rome Streetz, bosses, we own beats

In fact that Johnny blaze if you ever roam on the wrong street