Rick Owen lyrics

[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
f*ck 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 n*gga ass on a poster

[Verse: Macten]
Big ol' choppa get you downed
(?)
+1 don't f*ck with you, I'm knocking your head off
Got mud up in my cup, this sh*t 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, b*tch you'd better just zip it
If you ain't talking 'bout that guap, why the f*ck would I ever even wanna listen
(?), with me cost a pendant
I own all this sh*t 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
f*ck 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 n*gga ass on a poster