Rick Owen

Aye, tighten up niggas dying left and right

Niggas telling on they mans, they ain't right

Lil bro he a stepper , hitting everything in sight

See me rock Rick Owens, I done layed her with the pipe

Lil bitch on my dick, she wanna come and spend the night

Lil bitch think she slick, drop a lo and she gon' die

Feet kicked up, I got the killers by my side

Thirty days of shake back, I made 20 outta Chime

I'm a real boss nigga , you fuck that bitch, she ain't mine

I really made a hundred from my phone without trying

It's still fuck the Feds! Who said ballin' ain't a crimeee?

No Tony Hawk but we grindin' like a skateboard