They was always ready and always clean
Down in miami, with a super ho team
Go on get lost, kick rocks,
More props. r.i.p., my poor pops
And some people really do care, our heroes, our rocks.
See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots
I hated, some ritalin, some white socks
One night, i was selling some rocks
The bitches is everything in between
After i moved i was never fully clean
They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box
Am i just a country boy, who rocks
And when this beat drops, your heart stops
You know odd future it's raining heat rocks
Throwing rocks at people getting stoned like jesus
Four out of five try to fake and get serious
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