This is a song about "Rick owens"

Riding around without a fuck given

Ask, real rick ross he tell you i gets it in

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Let's take this shit back,no more rip offs motherfuck rick ross

Now i'm rich, flowing on the concrete like slick rick

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

It's fixed, shit if the rhythm was sick, i could be slick as the rick,

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different

I think im rick ross cause i swear that ima boss and

Someone better let rick james out

Never lookin for a handout

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

Like my flow ain't cold like a new york winter

Pish posh i suck at rapping pissed off like rick ross,

I fathered the game, feel like i'm watching my sons floss