Top off, drop top, make it rain

Top off, drop top, keep the flame

Walking away

I'm burning away, feeding the flames

Keep up the pace, up and away

Don of the city I'm taking the blame

Heavyweight champ, you've seen us play

Been in the stu cooking up all day

Got some things to say

I won't mention but I know some names

We won't ever fade

Stop the process with the blade, cause a lot of shade

Keep your nonsense, that shit cray

They can hate okay

They be asking me "Rz do you fuck with me?"

The one who keeps it gnarly, drifting in a rari

Drop the top I pull up with a barbie

Mass appeal I'm grinding hard

Living off the shits but I'm not a star

But they keep watching from afar

Life's my monologue who the fuck is y'all

Anti-social tendencies, do not hit me up

Am I in love? Ask my bank account

Cause I run around, bring the city out

Don Six, I can't take a bow

Bow