Steve Austin

(It's Jason Rich, baby)

Got a Phantom 'cause I always wanted one

Picked a magazine up, I was on the front (Get it)

Pipe your girl and her friends, that's a five-on-one

Hit the Gravy stroke, hole in one

Got a drop DeVille 'cause I always wanted one (Yeah)

I looked her in her eyes and lied, said, "You my only one" (Sike)

Hardtop Seville because I always wanted one (Ooh)

Blue rocks in the Richard Mille, that's a one-of-one (It's dope)

Popped off, only took a sec

I'm the Easter bunny, carats on my neck

Pop, lock, drop, make them hit the deck

Drop my top while I'm getting neck

I feel like I'm Wu-Tang, I'm protected

Ran into your boo thing, she got rejected

That's just how I do things and they respect it

Dropkick, Liu Kang

*****, I'm flossing, yeah

Cold stone wrist with the frosting

Gravy stone cold, Steve Austin

Pullin' up with your ho 'cause I'm saucin'

Like Steve Austin

*****, I been flossin'

That's my shit, come get your *****

She lurkin' but she ain't slick

She tryna get a grip, woah

'Scuse me, ma'am, that's my dick (Woah)

I feel like I'm Boyardee, Gravy get it sauced up

I stock up and whip the scene, then I came and popped up

I'ma help you out, buddy boy, I'ma floss, yeah

Stank *****, shawty smell like an opossum

I'm drippin' ho' (Drippin'), daddy Fiji (Drip, yeah)

So damn clean, pop a squeegee

Got the funk, I'm the rap game Bee Gees

Raspberry wrist all blue, like the freezie

*****, I'm flossing, yeah

Cold stone wrist with the frosting

Gravy stone cold, Steve Austin

Pullin' up with your ho 'cause I'm saucin'

Like Steve Austin

*****, I been flossin'

I just wanna hit one time, yeah, one and done (Ah)

Skinny jeans but my pockets on Big Pun (Ah)

I rolled the blunt and put a perky-erky on her tongue (Yuh)

After I **** her, I'ma **** her friend, then I'm done (Done)

Stuff a hundred in the box, fin it, that's a bomb (Woo)

Havin' big cake, but I can't give a ***** a crumb (Uh-uh)

Bought my mom a mansion 'cause she always wanted one (For real)

But I'm supposed to do that shit,

You her oldest son (For real, though)

Before rap, I hit the trap and I made a ton (For real, though)

I made a lot of guala before I ever made a song (Ha)

I'm from the streets, I smoke blunts,

I don't smoke out a bong (It's dope)

Got naked pictures of your ***** in my cellphone