[Intro]
Yeah, Say Roro you know what it is, right?
"Who Is Ricky Wayne?: The Mixtape"
Ya feel me? Yah

[Verse]
First, let me hop out the motherfucking Porsche
I don't want her if that ass don't sit like a horse
I be balling on these niggas, got me feeling like sports
Dash got so much wood I could build me a fort
Ain't too many things I ain't done yet
I'm the king of this shit, crowned by the toilet
I'm just barely getting started, you already upset
Got a tiger as a pet, I just took him to the vet
Homie, I be making hits, I'm the rap Derek Jeter
Let your bitch ride on me like she was on the feder
If the pussy ain't good then I probably won't feed her
Lil homie, you can keep her, cause I really don't need her
I ain't worried 'bout features, homeboy, you's a pee on
Toilet seat ass nigga, man, I swear, you getting peed on
Man, my jewelry so cold, I walk around with the heat on
My alarm clock set, just in case they wanna sleep on, ya dig?
I'm a full time player, hopping out in alligator
Sipping lean and Now and Later, homie, I'll annihilate you
If you think you wanna battle, you gon' have to pay some paper
I just hit her and I quit her, I would never ever dater her
It's a shame how I'm barely getting love in the city
Travel to another town, you can bet they fucking with me
I be killing this shit, pray to God they forgive me
They said, "when you blow up, don't forget me", man
I been on fire, ever since they made the lighter
My boys will pull up on ya, homie, I ain't talking diapers
Walk into your function, on point, I'm like a sniper
My girl bad like Dej Loaf so don't try her
Flexing all you want, but homeboy, you ain't ready
Ten times sharper than Michael Myers machete
Been about the money, I ain't worried 'bout the fame
'Bout to have everybody saying, "Who is Rickey Wayne?"
That me...