This is a song about "Rims"

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Nose round like the wheels that my rims spin on

Magic johnson money but i ain't got no rims

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

Iced rims, custom ish, sounding like a fatter whip

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Rims, henny, and reminisce

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

I live in a zoo

My ride old but my rims new,

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

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

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

I said that i loved you, heartbeats when you get near