I`m in that yellow thing on the `spressway
that bitch so nasty it might give a bitch road rage
get out my lane, ferrari boyz
you see the chain, so icey boys
I`m riding in a mansion but I don`t think I`m fancy
but I cut the blinker on and my diamonds dancin`
Once upon a time, a little while ago
it was a ni**a in a `rrari with a pretty yellow ho
Got my head held up `cause I think I`m handsome
yet the media portraying me as Charles Manson
And I could have bought a phantom, roll here four deeper
but I rather pull up solo in that yellow two-seater.

Riding in a `rrari same color as bacardi,
she don`t like me, shorty, man she like my car
damn near wanna f**k my chain
damn near wanna f**k my name
want to bust every ni**a in the click I claim
deep-dish rims and the offsets, mane
that`s how me and gucci mane came
iced out, poppin` s**t, drunk switchin` lanes
I rock bandanas like santana
screaming out who want some ana?
Made a million off my words
they had love for my country grammer
Pass the antenna
`cause these rappin` careers got static in it
I`m a walking meal ticket just wait a minute
bank account got commas in it
all black `rrari, know the llama`s in it
I hear them talkin` that gangsta s**t but I know they lame as hell
One thing: I ain`t gonna fail, pussy ni**a you scared of jail
My name ring bells my engine loud as hell
s**t my `rrari cost like two-hundred and thirty bills.