30 inch rims

[Chorus]
Thirty inch rims, subwoofers in the back
We bringing back the era where the kids were slinging crack
I ain't ever had a job but my pockets super fat
Bout the second that I bust I'm asking, "Where your Uber at?"
All these rappers telling lies, don't know why they doing that
Got some paper in these dirty Prada's, I'm pursuing that
I rock wit Dark Web Money and I'm staying true to that
Your favorite rapper taking Fentanyl, but I'm not using that

[Verse]
You can get it how you living or just get it how you want
You can cop it by the zip or you can cop it by the ton
Homie caught a felony but he's still walking with a gun
My choppa sing a mеlody, we finna empty out this drum
We can gеt it popping, it don't really matter where you from
I'm the answer to these goofy cracker rappers going up
Jumping over all my haters, you can call it double dutch
We got some shooters like The Lakers, we gon put one in his lungs

[Chorus]
Thirty inch rims, subwoofers in the back
Man we bringing back the era where the kids were slinging crack
I ain't ever had a job but my pockets super fat
About the second that I bust I'm asking, "Where your Uber at?"
All these rappers telling lies, don't know why they doing that
Got some paper in these dirty Prada's, I'm pursuing that
I rock wit Dark Web Money and I'm staying true to that
Your favorite rapper taking Fentanyl, but I'm not using that