#r1ngzzz

[Verse]
Flex like Eddie Guerrero, nigga, I'm hot like a motherfucking churro
Nigga, my pockets on Arbok
He ride around with them tints and shit, he gon' get his car shot
Don't worry about what I'm spending when I'm shopping, baby, it's a lot
Walking around like I won a ring, nigga, I feel like Bill Russell, nigga
I'm walking around this bitch like I won a ring, nigga, I feel like Bob Cousy
Baby know I got money, so to be honest, she really just want to use me
Your pockets dry, baby, the only thing wet is your coochie
I run up the hundreds, you running your mouth
Jehovah Witness, nigga, I'm at your house
She see the money and she take off her blouse
I'm not Odell, but I'm running a route, Derek Fisher how a nigga balling
I got the pack, so the fiends calling
Trap out the store, I'ma trap out the apartment
If you can't trap, we don't have nothing in common
I'm not a rapper, nigga, I am not Common
I'ma count down like a bombing, we sliding down like we in a toboggan
He heard the bullets and he started ducking
My nigga felt like he ain't have no option
My nigga just ain't want to lose his progress
Them bullets flying, that's a deadly object
Like if it don't equal to no money, nigga, then that shit just nonsense
I was in the Wendy line swiping cards off a piece
If I'm at the table, we gon' eat
Nigga got a dirty ass crib, but he out in the club getting his drinks neat
Nigga, I been off drugs my whole life, at this point, this shit OD
In elementary school I was off Adderall, in middle school I was off Zoloft
In high school I was off, nigga, if I say that shit, I'ma get the name wrong
Man, this shit so crazy, it's about time I put this shit into a song
My nigga, I am high right now, because this gas is hella strong
I can't trust that bitch that I used to love, nigga, 'cause she did me wrong
Now I'm married to the money, me and honey get along