This is a song about "Lonestar gorilla ridin"

Kid ridin’ solo, beaten' the block!

We popping bottles, it don't stop

The ride has been ridin'

Well wishes to my opposition

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

It just started with chattin now i'm ridin her like she galloped

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

Maybe a couple exten-do's these niggas know and i'm ridin low,

Never had a chance to try

Yow am ridin around in my

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

You know i was ridin’ and you switched up a gear or two