This is a song about "Rick roll"

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Just like free way rick ross

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Now i'm rich, flowing on the concrete like slick rick

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

It's fixed, shit if the rhythm was sick, i could be slick as the rick,

Purify that woman soul

Cameras take, credits roll

Kiss my ass salad tossin,barking, on my rick rossin,

I'm working while they sleeping, so staying's not an option

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

I think found where your mind was

Not to mention rick ross

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

And i spit sick shit so quick like slick rick