This is a song about "Mikey rims"

My ride old but my rims new,

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Nose round like the wheels that my rims spin on

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

And i ain't puttin' no rims on it, when it's five hundred ya ride factory

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

You ain’t never been higher than this

Rims, henny, and reminisce

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Me rolling// in lamborghini rims previously stolen//and watch you gasp at my

I'm just trynna be like mikey.

But make sure if they do see

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Soon they see you on some rims they wanna kick it in gear

Magic johnson money but i ain't got no rims

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips