[Intro]
Kettle on my wrist, it's a Rolex one
Stolen one
It's a—, it's a—, it's a oldest gun (Grrt)
It's the oldest one
Kettle on my wrist, it's a Rolex—
A stolen one
It's a—, it's a—, it's a oldest gun (Grrt)

[Verse 1]
Whip it, let it lock then we scrape it up
I got a Pyrex bowl full of Elizabeth
Got Rolex dreams, crack cocaine fiends
You know how we do, so I live it up
I'm in a RS3, ain't legal
Bussin' up red lights really got me moving all evil
See traffic, don't panic
Ram it on the curb like I'm tryna tarmac people
I'm smoking hella loud 'cause of pain
And I gotta close this pan roof 'cause of rain
And you see our hearts ain't the same
If my darg's broke, he's getting fifty of what I made
Yeah, 'cause we came from the bottom but we're heading to the top
Smoking BX17 'round the block
St Saviours Road and down Alum Rock
By the time I hit star, the chase got popped
Then I'm back in a rental, block still bakin'
Roll up a Cali spliff, kickback waitin'
Cats on the line, told them that it's ravin'
Swerve 'round the back roads, money that I'm makin'
[Chorus]
Kettle on my wrist, it's a Rolex one
And the car that I'm driving is a stolen one
Pirate on my lap is the oldest gun
Bitch in my passy, she's a gorgeous one
Kettle on my wrist, it's a Rolex one
And the car that I'm driving is a stolen (One)
Pirate on my lap is the oldest gun
Bitch in my passy, she's a gorgeous one

[Verse 2]
RS6, I paid straight cash, ten-ten crack got a nitty doin' break dance
Summertime, ten runs we don't play, fam
.410 sweets, got a lot for your main man
SQ5, twin pipes and we're skrrin' off (Skrrin' off)
Straight sports mode when I'm swervin' off (Swervin' off)
Face full of makeup, can you take it off?
And you know bro's lit when I break him off (Break him)
We're getting lit and we're shutting down places
Well-known faces, prosecution tryna slap us with some cases
Straight-armed feds when our yard's getting raided
I whizz past my teacher, she's thinkin' that I made it
Drip like the Arctic, sick of these hoes always dying for some Smartwhips
Pull by the gun, boy's lucky that I parked it
Seven hundred brake in this car, I woulda rassed it
[Chorus]
Kettle on my wrist, it's a Rolex one
And the car that I'm driving is a stolen one
Pirate on my lap is the oldest gun
Bitch in my passy, she's a gorgeous one
Kettle on my wrist, it's a Rolex one
And the car that I'm driving is a stolen (One)
Pirate on my lap is the oldest gun
Bitch in my passy, she's a gorgeous one