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[Intro]
I told her, "Ride it like a rental, it's just a rental"
I'm not with all the sentimentals, like a rental
I told her, "Ride it like a rental, just keep it simple"
Uh, I told her, "Ride it like a rental" (Told her, "Ride it like a rental")
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
After this song, we finna go ride some dirt bikes?
Lit
Uh-huh, in the Hills, fucking up all the happy houses
[Verse 1]
I told her, "Ride it like a rental, it's just a rental"
I'm not with all the sentimentals, just keep it simple
You wanna know what I'm into so you can get into it
I ain't tryna get into it, I done been through it
A lot shit been on my mental, I done been through it
Niggas say they gon' kill me, Nike, just do it
Bitches say they want the real me, they sound real stupid
I already told you my relationship with Cupid
This shit don't ever work, my heart cold
It's been cold since I threw it to the South Pole
Uh, AP, two-tone, yeah, my wrist cold (Uh)
Straight flawless, the brightest of crystals (Uh)
I'm a diamond in the rough, that's a gem, ho (Uh)
Got a thing for Geminis with a bad soul (Uh)
I was taught to let live and to let 'em go (Uh)
But instead, I just love 'em and hold 'em close (Uh)
Opiate addict, yeah, it's fucking Narcos (Uh)
Heartbreak addict too, I've been done wrong (Uh)
Got a thing for the freaks and the snake hoes (Uh)
Love sex so much, need a porno (Uh)
Love head so much, need a deep throat (Uh)
I can't fuck with her if she don't got a deep throat (Uh)
Hundred-fifty for the watch, not a cheapo (Uh)
Cubic zirconias, you can keep those (Uh)
Uh, see a whole different side of me, ah-ha
Need a girl that'll die for me, ah-ha
Her boyfriend want a rivalry, ah-ha
That nigga better come ride for me, ah-ha
I remember when I couldn't get they time of day, now these hoes wanna spend they time with me, ah-ha
I remember being little, playing board games, now I'm playing real-life Monopoly, ah-ha
[Bridge]
Cha-ching
Cha-ching
Cha-ching
I wake up in the morning
With a alarm clock in my head
It's a coach whistle, and (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Something like a cash register, uh
Yeah, uh (Cha-ching)
[Verse 2]
I don't got to come back 'cause I never left
I could only imagine how that feels, no disrespect (Uh)
On the right track, I don't ever go left
Need my millions upfront, yeah, plus a bonus
Had a big heart, uh, 'til a nigga sold it
Had a good soul, uh, 'til a nigga sold it
We came from the same place, I made it, you stayed
They wasn't gon' hear our story 'less a real nigga told it
Took his bitch, yeah, I stole her, I'm gettin' bolder
I'm sick, nigga, no Ebola, need a Ricola
She took my heart, yeah, she stole it, and now she own it
My heartbreak on the way, I'm good for the moment
I'm Tom Hanks with the play, Forrest Gump, runnin'
I get bad news everyday, gettin' high, just in case
Fake boobs to the face, good nudes, masturbate
How rude, baddie with an attitude, give me face
Attitude, I don't like her attitude
Let her swallow, she should have a attitude of gratitude
Bullets hollow, give 'em to a nigga like a attitude
.50-shot clip for a nigga with a attitude
Rolls-Royce truck, catch me cruisin' on the avenue
Good nut bust from some head, yeah, that'll do
I ain't Mr. T, nah, I never pity fools
I see how you living, to be honest, it's pitiful
I don't like much, I'm a chill dude, dude
Complicated, but it's kinda simple-le
Call my gun Proactiv, you a pimple-le
Catch me interacting with your bitch, ooh, ooh
Walk in the room, I'm too smooth
That's not me, that's the Percs, ooh, ooh-ooh
'Til I die, I'ma work, ooh, ooh-ooh
Had to cut down on the syrup, ooh, ooh-ooh
[Outro]
I was sleeping away money, couldn't wake up and get money
Now I'm up tryna get money, give a fuck what they want from me
I was too heart-broke to get money
Yeah, I'm sad, but I'm no dummy
If there's anything you should take from me
It's that I'm a confused, young, rich junkie (Young, rich junkie)
Rental Freestyle
[Verse 1]
[00:01.32] I love to skate, I love the friends
[00:02.74] I'ma fuck this bitch from the backend
[00:05.80] I'ma fuck this bitch from the backend
[00:08.30] In the trap, whippin', I got packs in
[00:10.50] Studio like a traphouse, crackin'
[00:13.18] Microphone turned into my best friend
[00:15.40] I'ma probably put dick in intestines
[00:18.10] I'ma probably put dick in intestines
[00:20.90] I'm feeling like a king, champion
[00:23.74] Vetements on the pants, champion
[00:25.94] I feel like a real nigga, you a mannequin
[00:29.02] Walking 'cross the sky high, feel like Anakin
[00:31.78] Dodging bullets all day, I feel like Flanigan
[00:34.36] Uh, Gucci and Louis all on my flannels, then
[00:37.02] Uh, 'Preme all over my 5 Panel, yeah
[00:39.58] Huh, used to skateboard back as a kid
[00:42.86] Coolin' back at the crib
[00:44.22] For the red coats listening, boy, I'm back at the brib, bickin' back
[00:48.12] Talking dumb, get it in, choppa stick you like a motherfuckin' pen or a needle or a tack
[00:53.38] Bitch, I'm under attack, off the Percs, they gon' beat me to death 'cause I love how they feel
[00:58.66] Momma scared that I may overdose on the house on the hills with a stomach full of pills
[01:03.66] I ain't trippin', I'm just living
[01:05.72] I'll fuck her, put her on the ad-libs, ad-hitter
[01:08.46] I may just fuck her then add her sister, I'm realer
[01:11.26] Adolf with the gun, uh, no Hitler
[01:13.92] I'ma ball on they ass, yeah, I'm in her
[01:16.50] Left her drunk like Rosé, uh, straight liquor
[01:19.32] But I don't need 'em drunk, aha
[01:20.96] I ain't Bill Cosby, I'm not that type of guy, uh
[Bridge]
[01:24.08] Freestyle flows, I could rap, for real
[01:26.80] You can catch me boolin' in the trap, for real
[01:29.18] They sleep on me, take a nap, for real
[01:31.62] And I don't give a fuck where you at, for real
[01:34.62] I grew up with them niggas that'll shoot to kill
[01:37.30] I feel like Fresh Prince 'cause it's in my will
[01:39.98] And I understand what you don't
[01:42.66] Uh, I'll fuck the bitch, but you won't, you can't
[Verse 2]
[01:46.16] She a baddie
[01:47.22] Paid for her ass, so now she got a fatty
[01:49.88] Outer space, high off the Percs, I'm on Saturn
[01:52.54] I could fuck your bitch and leave, it really don't matter
[01:55.04] Try me if you wanna, you can get smoked like marijuana
[01:57.36] Grew up with niggas on the corner
[01:59.00] Brother locked up, money on his book, sporters
[02:01.64] Chef Boyardee, up in the kitchen, cooking orders
[02:04.28] Pimp slap you, now your ass talking with a disorder
[02:07.28] Huh, movin' money faster than them niggas 'cross the borders
[02:10.60] I'm the type of nag who'll burn it down in that order
[02:13.56] I'ma ride— uh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh, uh
[02:16.14] She a rider, and she feeling suicidal, uh
[02:18.82] Heroin, she gon' put it in her vitals
[02:21.50] I'm her hero, but she indecisive, uh
[02:24.08] We can have anything, but I don't need a title, uh
[02:26.70] Put that on my life, uh, rifle of the Bible, uh
[02:29.32] Kinda indecisive, uh, kinda indecisive, uh
[02:32.04] Worried 'bout my life, rifle of the Bible, uh
[02:34.62] Kinda indecisive, uh, kinda indecisive, uh
[02:37.26] Worried 'bout my life, rifle in the Bible, uh
[02:39.88] Kinda indecisive, uh, kinda indecisive, uh
[02:42.56] Worried 'bout my life
[02:44.80] You should be worried 'bout your wife, yeah
[02:47.86] All these hoes trif'
[02:49.10] Feelin' like Lil Yachty, only give her one night
[02:51.74] Chicago to L.A., I just took the first flight
[02:54.36] Try me if you want, trust me, you gon' die
[02:57.06] Leave you traumatized, put that on my life
[02:59.66] Talent for days
[03:01.02] Off the Percs, fightin', got balance for days
[03:03.64] Niggas scared to vote, there's a ballet for reasons
[03:06.30] I don't give a fuck 'cause it's not my season
[03:08.88] Ballin' on these hoes, boy, you know I need it
[03:11.66] Ain't on her period, she thought she was bleeding
[03:14.22] Beat it up good and bad at the same damn time
[03:17.60] Then done got arrested for the same damn crime
[03:20.18] Then I build up on the fucking dime
[03:22.80] Try me, that's okay, I send a nigga for your life
[03:25.48] Feel like I'm the man— (*Mumble*), right?
[03:28.08] Buckle up, fuck it, it's gon' be a long ride, uh
[Interlude: Juice WRLD & Chris Long Films]
[03:31.34] I'm finna rap on this shit again
[03:33.18] Yeah
[03:35.82] That beat's fire too, yeah
[03:36.58] You think you 'bout it? I'm really 'bout it
[03:39.24] (*Mumble*)
[03:39.40] Nah, that's fire, yeah
[03:41.18] Forget about it
[03:42.90] Bro hard as hell with that shit
[03:46.54] Forget about it
[03:50.36] Say she wanna have my— uh, forget about it
[03:53.00] Say she wanna be my lady, forget about it
[03:55.68] Bitch, you gotta be crazy, forget about it
[03:59.18] Hmm
[Verse 3]
[04:00.88] Say she wanna have my baby, forget about it
[04:03.50] Say she wanted to be my lady, forget about it
[04:05.98] She say she wanna be my lady, forget about it
[04:08.40] I just— (*Mumble*), then forget about it
[04:11.00] I used to take Xans, fuck 'em, then forget about it
[04:14.04] Take your shit about it
[04:15.04] Got your whole shit surrounded, you could forget about it
[04:17.64] Try me if you really 'bout it, you could forget about it
[04:20.34] You that nigga? Well, I doubt it, you can forget about it
[04:23.94] Uh, uh, first class on they dumb ass
[04:25.94] Uh, uh, glowed up on they bum ass
[04:28.84] Uh, uh, big blunt, puff, puff, pass
[04:31.56] Uh, uh, OG, you smoke grass, uh
[04:34.22] I remember rollin' mid as a little kid
[04:36.80] Now, I'm off the pills on a house in the Hills
[04:39.44] Never gave a fuck how a fuck nigga feel
[04:42.08] Get up off my dick and let a young nigga live
[04:45.08] I'ma do my thing
[04:46.66] Married to the money, bought the bitch a wedding ring
[04:49.84] I rap, I trap, I sing
[04:51.92] Crown me right now, I'm the motherfucking king
[04:54.94] Niggas want drama, Jerry Spring'
[04:56.90] This is real-life beef, we don't do TV
[05:00.20] Gassed up like I'm at BP
[05:01.82] Feel like John Cena, these niggas can't see me
[05:06.12] Hell yeah
[05:07.10] You don't got Adidas, but I'll give you shells, yeah
[05:09.76] Fuck with me, I may just send you straight to Hell, yeah
[05:12.08] Locked up there forever, you don't got a bail, yeah
[05:15.08] In a hotel, looking for the bellhop
[05:17.34] I ain't taking this luggage upstairs, uh-uh
[05:19.96] I ain't taking this luggage upstairs, bitch, stop
[05:23.00] I'ma do the pills 'til my fucking jaw lock
[05:25.26] Whole time, I'ma drop when the fucking beat drop
[05:28.22] Talking shit, you get cooked like a noodle, uh, uh
[05:30.94] Talking shit, I'll make you shine like a new watch
[05:33.62] I don't gotta shoot, my brodie bought a new Glock
[05:36.20] Rockstar status, grew up in the attic
[05:38.46] With my brother in the basement, whipping shit up for the addicts
[05:41.16] Making money is a habit, everyday I gotta have it
[05:44.08] Life is a ass, sometimes, you gotta grab it, haha
[05:48.26] I can't manage
[05:49.34] Thank God everyday, this shit wasn't in the planning
[05:51.66] Going nuts like a brand-new package of the Planters
[05:54.60] Feel like I'm Hulk, motherfucker, Bruce Banner
[05:57.00] I'ma ball on these hoes
[05:58.56] Do that everyday, feeling like D. Rose
[06:00.82] Fifty points, fadeaway, try me if you want, woah
[06:04.14] All smoke, L.O.L. to the bank, that's a good joke
[06:07.46] Run up on me, you get hit, choppa backstroke
[06:10.40] Shorty is a freak how she deep throat
[06:12.68] She get lost in the sauce, no Nemo
[06:15.70] Hop on my dick like a bike, ride that shit like Deebo
[06:19.30] Need a cheat code, G-Money calling me the cheat code
[06:23.60] Making music, singing like the Glee show
[06:26.32] Ask your bitch, she knows, yeah
[06:29.42] I'm not a hero, I'm a villain
[06:31.52] So sick, after me, you need some Penicillin
[06:34.14] Suck a dick, hell yeah, disrespectful with children
[06:36.80] Never gave a fuck, I'm a disrespectful-ass children
[06:39.14] That's just how it is, that's just who I am
[06:42.20] I do what I want, these niggas doing what they can
[06:44.36] Choppa on me, up that Tec— ooh, hold on
[06:47.00] Choppa on me, up— it attached to my arm like Megaman
[06:50.04] AK on my hip, I feel like Afghanistan
[06:52.26] Fuck her up in sixty seconds, V-12, Minuteman
[06:55.10] But off of the Percs, I could always last
[06:57.96] Off of the Percs, I be on her ass
[07:00.52] Ballin' so hard, I don't even pass
[07:02.86] Leave a pussy nigga leaking, need a Maxi Pad
[07:05.48] Harder than a nigga tryna catch a Taxi cab
[07:08.42] Call of Duty Uzi, it's a nasty lag, yeah, yeah
[07:13.40] Goddamn
[07:14.74] (*Mumble*)
[07:15.04] I'm high, bro, fuck
[Outro]
[07:30.46] —intercourse? I don't know, lil' nigga, hmm
[07:32.86] I do not know you
[07:34.02] I do not know you, I got amnesia
[07:36.26] No, I'm not Kodak, I'm not from the Nolia, but, boy, I'll kidnap you, don't tease me
[07:39.72] She suck my dick, ayy
[07:41.00] She suck my dick, your bitch can please me
[07:43.16] You is a sucker, you a lil' lollipop
[07:44.86] Boy, yeah, R.I.P. to triple X, man