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