ridin' with the two percent
i ain't got no time just to shoot the shit
everytime that i ride around
creepy hoes like i'm blackbear
check the fabric on my jacket
ridin' 'round the city and i'm clutchin' fo' fives
and i fuck with ten out of tens
shorty in the telly with me
then i'm dippin' out in the skies
she see that i got the bag
can't you see my neck got ice?
can't you see i know the price?
and my necklace full of ice
ridin' with the two percent
i ain't got no time tryna shoot the shit
ridin' with the two percent
got no time to shoot the shit
only l i got is loubou-tins