Rick Owen

[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