I heard if you're cool, he'll write a hook for a drop.
I'm in the six-deuce, fifty-sevens for the help
Chopper in the trunk, .45 for the belt
Bunch of wax dummies, all you guys gonna melt
Live for your kids, die for yourself
Bottles in the sky if you ride for the wealth
Peas on the block, pies on the shelf
If I ain't in the back of the 'Bach, I ain't in nothing else
Haha, I'm something else
Damn, beat me.
Styles got the Audi TT the same color as fire. Used to anyway.