Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chariot, artist - Alireza
Date of issue: 11.04.2019
Song language: English
Chariot |
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 |