Saint Chris - Motorola Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1] Saint on the wave, b**h I never feel no ways Got a lot of money, lot of tracks, I'm living in a haze Ice my cup, I'm drinking rain Run this sh** until I'm gray Catch me in the coffin, rotting, and I'll still be screaming, aye I need to stunt, on these hoes Look at my wrist, it be froze Look at my neck, look at my kicks, nobody looking like you don't exist Flexing like Stallone I'm a dog pa** me the bone Got two b**hes dressed in gold, and I just call them Watch the Throne Swisher and three blunts, like I be repping Nike and Adidas Everybody need this Everybody screaming Saint, you really 'bout that sh** Saint, you really on some sh** Aye And I'm holding two girls, like they two phones Motorola, iPhone Now they putting me on Now they putting me on Aye