Chariot - Alireza, Chuck Mahmoud

Ride through your area

I’m in a chariot

Lil ma a centerfold

Gave me hysteria

Hope you ain’t scared of ghosts

Puffin' on medical

Wavy from head to toe

Think I should let you know

You are not ready though

Might not be ready no

You think you ready though

But you already know

Ride through yo hood like I’m Leonitus

Over my gold get you touched like Midas

In a 300 whip full of fighters

So many flames like a million lighters

Cold and dripping like I got a sinus

My chick the best, she know she the tightest

I’m Hercules my whip from the 80s

Matter fact Hades, all black Mercedes

Chasing Hermès might have started this

But I’ll chase her moon like I’m Artemis

Actin' like she don’t want part of this

But I treat the game like some baller kicks

In a chariot like Nike

God complex all in my psyche

My chick might love and then fight me

She like my lil Aphrodite

I’m like Caesar wit' the stature

That mean my chick Cleopatra

And I ain’t gon' stop and get folded

Came in this game all reloaded

Y’all think that war be offending me

But what do you know 'bout divinity?

Negative thoughts be the enemy

I might just show you the remedy

Ride through your area

I’m in a chariot

Lil ma a centerfold

Gave me hysteria

Hope you ain’t scared of ghosts

Puffin' on medical

Wavy from head to toe

Think I should let you know

You are not ready though

Might not be ready no

You think you ready though

But you already know

Ride through yo hood like I’m Zeus

Treat yo bitch like a masseuse

She talk to me like she loose

Mark on my neck like a noose

I might whip

With my chick

She got on designer clothes

Fuck a drip

She so wet

I’m like Poseidon though

Talkin' 'bout my niggas who be out here ridin' though

Don’t be fuckin with the crew then ho u gotta go

(Kodak)

I fuck her just like an animal

My body lookin' good like Michelangelo

Might paint the walls like a vandal though

And then still gon' have room to grow

Whisper to me say she swallow

Now it’s Showtime, no Apollo

She say there ain’t no one cleaner

Got more reasons than Athena

But you already know how I feel

Achilles when you in them heels

You might love my dollar bills

But I might be dead if your looks could kill