Released on March 30, 2016

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[Intro: Rittz]

Ridin' in my Caddy, El Dorado on my gold things

Speakers in the trunk and they be screamin' causin' road rage

And you know that I'm too busy to be bothered, I don't answer when my phone rings

Makin' money in the music business like I'm in the dope game

Like somebody came and lit the propane

Oh bang


[Chorus: Rittz]

Riding in my Chevy Monte Carlo on them chrome things

Speakers in the trunk and they be screamin' causin' road rage (Ya-uh-ya, ya-uh yeah)

And you know that I'm too busy to be bothered

Rollin' up and blowin' smoke rings

Makin' money in the music business like I'm in the dope game

Like somebody came and lit the propane, I'm on fire

Like I'm reunited with an old flame, I'm on fire (Yeah)

Like somebody came and lit the propane, I'm on fire

Like I'm reunited with an old flame, I'm on fire (Yeah)

I'm on fire


[Verse 1: Rittz]

Rittz up in this bitch, they should nickname me classic

Drivin' a classic Cadillac, I fashion it in traffic

Bout' to drop a classic album, here's a classic song to match it

Jordans on my feet, I hit the gas and then I pass 'em

Smell the weed I'm chiefin', had to crack the window, gaspin'

Cussin' out my homie 'cause he's ashin' on the missus in the back, I said you pushin' it

You almost burned a hole right through the cushions in my pillow seats, they padded like a mattress

Million dollar motive, call me Jonny Global

Funny I remember how it felt when I was local

Now we travel coast to coast, Spanish bitches holler, "Hola"

When I'm in my Arizona home, it's candy-coated LoLo

When you ride in chrome or solid gold, you gotta showboat

In my Monte Carlo 'bout to valet park it up at Fogo

Haters they can hate but they can't take away my mojo

I took my lady home, I hit the club and rolled up solo

When I'm


[Chorus: Rittz]

Ridin' in my Chevy Monte Carlo on them chrome things

Speakers in the trunk and they be screamin' causin' road rage

And you know that I'm too busy to be bothered

Rollin' up and blowin' smoke rings

Makin' money in the music business like I'm in the dope game

Like somebody came and lit the propane

I'm on fire


[Verse 2: MJG]

I'm Pimp Tight, M-J-G, I thought I told you serious

Not a joker, real juicy pussy poker

I-55 driver, never in a disguise, a real nigga for real

90's era survivor

Keep hoes hoein' as long as the wind blowin'

As long as her friend goin', that's how you get ten goin'

That's multiplication and communication at its best

Power and pimpin', my manipulation is a test

For all of the ones who think they are the greatest

Their popularity is sinkin' 'cause there you go again thinkin'

Now I done told y'all niggas wantin' to be the best

You gotta learn from the best 'cause we invented the rest

Yeah me and my O.G's, The Run D-M-C's

E-P-M-D's, Rakim's and Eric B.'s

The Geto Boys, the Bun B's, and the Pimp C's

You might could charge a trick but you can't charge these


[Verse 3: Devin The Dude]

I'm gone like a drone, high in the sky

I'm behind the wheel but I feel like a fly

Pulling up chromey, got some cookies on me

Continue to keep cool with cops all around me

It's hot as Tabasco, press on the gas slow

Blew at an ugly bitch, she had a whole bunch of ass though

Creepin', bendin' corners like I did in '96

One-fifty a gallon for gas, used to be higher'n a bitch

Ride all day, smoke all night

And play some funky music I hope y'all like

In the hood all good, Kenwood with the woofers

Pulling up on D-boys, thugs, pimps, and hookers

Look at D is what they say when they see me when I be coastin'

They be askin' me for weed because they know that I be smokin'

Every day, all day, nigga, 24/7

I give them a hit then split

They be like, "Give me more, Devin"

But I'm


[Chorus: Rittz]

Ridin' in my Chevy Monte Carlo on them chrome things

Speakers in the trunk and they be screamin' causin' road rage

And you know that I'm too busy to be bothered

Rollin' up and blowin' smoke rings

Makin' money in the music business like I'm in the dope game

Like somebody came and lit the propane, I'm on fire

Like I'm reunited with an old flame, I'm on fire

Like somebody came and lit the propane, I'm on fire

Like I'm reunited with an old flame, I'm on fire

I'm on fire

(Ya-uh-ya, ya-uh yeah)