Ride through your area
I’m in a chariot
Lil ma a centerfold
Gave me hysteria
Hope you ain’t scared of ghosts
Puffin’ on medical
Wavy from head to toe
Think I should let you know

You are not ready though
Might not be ready no
You think you ready though
But you already know

Ride through yo hood like I’m Leonitus
Over my gold get you touched like Midas
In a 300 whip full of fighters
So many flames like a million lighters
Cold and dripping like I got a sinus
My chick the best, she know she the tightest
I’m Hercules my whip from the 80s
Matter fact Hades, all black Mercedes
Chasing Hermès might have started this
But I’ll chase her moon like I’m Artemis
Actin’ like she don’t want part of this
But I treat the game like some baller kicks
In a chariot like Nike
God complex all in my psyche
My chick might love and then fight me
She like my lil Aphrodite
I’m like Caesar wit’ the stature
That mean my chick cleopatra
And I ain’t gon’ stop and get folded
Came in this game all reloaded
Y’all think that war be offending me
But what do you know ’bout divinity?
Negative thoughts be the enemy
I might just show you the remedy

Ride through your area
I’m in a chariot
Lil ma a centerfold
Gave me hysteria
Hope you ain’t scared of ghosts
Puffin’ on medical
Wavy from head to toe
Think I should let you know

You are not ready though
Might not be ready no
You think you ready though
But you already know

Ride through yo hood like I’m Zeus
Treat yo bitch like a masseuse
She talk to me like she loose
Mark on my neck like a noose
I might whip
With my chick
She got on designer clothes
Fuck a drip
She so wet
I’m like Poseidon though

Talkin’ ’bout my niggas who be out here ridin’ though
Don’t be fuckin with the crew then ho u gotta go

(Kodak)
I fuck her just like an animal
My body lookin’ good like Michelangelo
Might paint the walls like a vandal though
And then still gon’ have room to grow

Whisper to me say she swallow
Now it’s Showtime, no Apollo
She say there ain’t no one cleaner
Got more reasons than Athena

But you already know how I feel
Achilles when you in them heels
You might love my dollar bills
But I might be dead if your looks could kill