Ride Around Shining (feat. Ab-Liva)

All I want to do is ride around shining while I can afford it

Plenty ice on my neck, so I don't get nauseous

Float around in the greatest of Porsches

Feel like chuck wagon 'cause I'm on twelve horses

And the three behind mine (Ugh), they be the clique

So much ice in they Rollies, they shit don't tick, man

Winter through the summer (What?), care less what it cost me

While I'm shoveling the snow man, call me Frosty Lover

This for the hundred thousand dollar kitted German drivers

With big rims and low-pro tires

Fucking with college bitches with innocent looks like Mýa

Corrupt they mind, turn 'em to liars

I groom 'em well

Dior whore, Christian Lacroix

Keep guns stashed under the floor board

Enough to start World War

Paradise in reaches, home next to beaches

Hair pressed, blowin' in the wind, shit 'bout long as Jesus

Hostilely speaks the Gospel, so match this

Pusha push John P. keys with these sounds of crackness, ugh!

The black Martha Stewart, let me show you how to do it

Break down pies to pieces, make cocaine quiches, ugh

Money piles high as my nieces

Hefty bags full of cash, cars full of ass

Rolex presidential, bitch, feel the glass

All I want to do is ride around shining while I can afford it

Plenty ice on my neck so I don't get nauseous

Float around in the greatest of Porsches

Feel like a chuck wagon 'cause I'm on twelve horses

And the three behind mine (Ugh), they be the clique

So much ice in they Rollies, they shit don't tick man

Winter through the summer (What?), care less what it cost me

While I'm shoveling the snow man, call me Frosty Lover

Ha! It's that look that astounds

Life's a circus, I parade the six through these clowns

The crown is vacant, I'm taking the proper steps

I'm takin' them Poppa steps, they prayin' for my downfall

Is it the bling, the king, conquistador

That my jeweler made the face blush on the Franck Muller

The R shape peculiar, it's awesome, laying over dark skin

Looking like arson when I park in the left, it's constant

Minute hand is like Parkinson's

You a fish where the sharks a-swim

In that opaque linen with the odd-colored stitching

V12 on the Modena, you can see the pistons

HREs on it, mami, see it glisten

When I, make all of her twist like Dickens

It's feeling like parts is missing, top stole, push soul

Gotta drive it like pole position till my soul is risen

All I want to do is ride around shining while I can afford it

Plenty ice on my neck so I don't get nauseous

Float around in the greatest of Porsches

Feel like a chuck wagon 'cause I'm on twelve horses

And the three behind mine (Ugh), they be the clique

So much ice in they Rollies, they shit don't tick man

Winter through the summer (What?), care less what it cost me

While I'm shoveling the snow man, call me Frosty Lover

Welcome to the world of Rollies

VS diamonds and that fifty thousand dollar show piece, got me shinin'

First **** holler, "Show me"?

Let that nine millimeter turn a fella ghostly

Hell, I'll even grant amnesty to those who owe me

You fucking faggot, you need to raise your glass and toast me

**** can't figure the format for hustler criteria

Not chrome, chrome rims with stallion insignia

Listen, young'un, you've only just begun

"You'll understand when you're older," said father to the son

Who would've thought such riches stem from ill rhymes?

Canary yellow diamonds size of yield signs, slow down

And proceed with caution

Carousel of horses with dual-exhaustion, 'fess up

Young'un, you'll always be next up

Go against I, forever play catch-up, ****

All I want to do is ride around shining while I can afford it

Plenty ice on my neck so I don't get nauseous

Float around in the greatest of Porsches

Feel like a chuck wagon 'cause I'm on twelve horses

And the three behind mine (Ugh), they be the clique

So much ice in they Rollies, they shit don't tick man

Winter through the summer (What?), care less what it cost me

While I'm shoveling the snow man, call me Frosty Lover