Pull up in all black , feel like Johnny Bravo Pull up wit a hellcat , turn that n***a to a

John Doe And I got number nine jeans, I feel like I'm

Rondo I was just chillin' in the spot, I'm smokin

on moon rock And these n****s, actin' like Bots, uh-huh

And these **** actin' like, Reach for the stars for you reach for somebody else

I get super lost in the mirror, lookin' at myself

We had to share rooms, probably blankets, probably pillows too

Damn, we could never settle down, we just always move

Remember we was in the hotel, I had to keep it cool

Feel like I was trapped in a cell, I get through it though

Even though I'm goin' through hell, I'm still smokin' dope

Pull up in all black, feel like Johnny Bravo Pull up wit a hellcat, turn that n***a to a

John Doe And I got number nine jeans, I feel like

I'm Rondo I was just chillin' in the spot, I'm smokin

on moon rock And these n****s, actin' like Bots, uh-huh

And these n****s actin' like, And these n****s actin' like bitches, these n****s actin' like hoes

Im taking my anger out in the studio I'm rockin' this chrome, bitch, all my clothes

And I got a chrome heart, I can't let you go, no