Ride Around Shining

All I want to do is ride around shinin' while I can afford it
 Plenty ice on my neck, so I don't get nauseous
 Float around in the greatest of Porsches
 Feel like a chuck wagon 'cause I'm on 12 horses
 And the three behind mine (uh), they be the clique
 So much ice in they Rollies, they shit don't tick, man
 Winter through the summer (what?), care less what it cost me
 While I'm shovelling the snow, man, call me Frosty Lover
 This for the hundred-thousand dollar kitted German drivers
 With big rims and low-pro tires
 Fuckin' with college bitches with innocent looks like Mya
 Corrupt they mind, turn 'em to liars, I groom 'em well
 Dior whore, Christian Lacroix
 Keep guns stashed under the floorboard
 Enough to start World War
 Paradise in reaches, home next to beaches
 Hair pressed, blowin' in the wind, shit 'bout long as Jesus
 Hostilely speaks the gospel, so match this
 Pusha push John P Kee's with these sounds of crack ness, uh
 The Black Martha Stewart, let me show you how to do it
 Break down pies to pieces, make cocaine quiches, uh
 Money piles high as my nieces
 Hefty bags full of cash, cars full of ass
 Rolex presidential, bitch, feel the glass
 All I want to do is ride around shinin' while I can afford it
 Plenty ice on my neck, so I don't get nauseous
 Float around in the greatest of Porsches
 Feel like a chuck wagon 'cause I'm on 12 horses
 And the three behind mine (uh), they be the clique
 So much ice in they Rollies, they shit don't tick, man
 Winter through the summer (what?), care less what it cost me
 While I'm shovelling the snow, man, call me Frosty Lover
 Hah, it's that look that astounds
 Life's a circus, I parade the six through these clowns
 The crown is vacant, I'm takin' the proper steps
 I'm takin' them Poppa steps, they prayin' for my downfall
 Is it the bling? The king, conquistador
 That my jeweller made the face blush on the Franck Muller
 The R shape peculiar, it's awesome, laying over dark skin
 Lookin' like arson when I park in the left, it's constant
 Minute hand is like Parkinson's
 You a fish where the sharks a-swim
 In that opaque linen with the odd-coloured stitching
 V12 on the Modena, you can see the pistons
 HREs on it, mami, see it glisten
 When I make all of her twist like Dickens
 It's feelin' like parts is missin'
 Top stole, push soul, gotta drive it like pole position 'til my soul is risen
 All I want to do is ride around shinin' while I can afford it
 Plenty ice on my neck, so I don't get nauseous
 Float around in the greatest of Porsches
 Feel like a chuck wagon 'cause I'm on 12 horses
 And the three behind mine (uh), they be the clique
 So much ice in they Rollies, they shit don't tick, man
 Winter through the summer (what?), care less what it cost me
 While I'm shovelling the snow, man, call me Frosty Lover
 Welcome to the world of Rollies
 VS diamonds and that 50-thousand dollar show-piece got me shinin'
 First nigga holler, "Show me"
 Let that nine millimetre turn a fella ghostly
 Hell, I'll even grant amnesty to those who owe me
 You fuckin' faggots, you need to raise your glass and toast me
 Niggas can't figure the format for hustler criteria
 Not chrome, chrome rims with stallion insignia
 Listen, Youn gin, you've only just begun
 "You'll understand when you're older," said father to the son
 Who would've thought such riches stem from ill rhymes?
 Canary yellow diamonds size of yield signs, slow down
 And proceed with caution
 Carousel of horses with dual exhaustion, 'fess up
 Youngin, you'll always be next up
 Go against I, forever play catch-up, nigga
 All I want to do is ride around shinin' while I can afford it
 Plenty ice on my neck, so I don't get nauseous
 Float around in the greatest of Porsches
 Feel like a chuck wagon 'cause I'm on 12 horses
 And the three behind mine (uh), they be the clique
 So much ice in they Rollies, they shit don't tick, man
 Winter through the summer (what?), care less what it cost me
 While I'm shovelling the snow, man, call me Frosty Lover