Lyrics:

[Hook]
This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is the alias x3
You ain't gotta tell him bitch, they know who the hell it is

[Rittz]
Everybody lookin ever since they sayin where'd he come from?
From the north side of Atlanta Tropicana
Bubblegum in the blunt [bom bom bom]
Beatin in the trunk, in the trunk cutaway straight
Beatin like a tom tom, drum of a gun stump
Feel the cocaine, now that's when it
Come up on us like a bullet see us fly by
Snapback full of buddha and a cooler full of high life
Somebody gimme high five
Jeremy got Adidas on my feet and got the biggest
Pinky ring you ever seen upon a white boy's hand
White boy going ham, ya'll wearing tight jeans
Going glam, going going going damn
Got em buzzin in the club like, boing boing blam
Like a fat couple fuckin in a dodge ram
Cup fulla Crown who drunk as I am? (I am!)
Well you ain't yet! Let me dive in that
Fro like a retro porn star
Pocket fulla money and I gotta go to Coinstar
Now I'm at a four-star
Restaurant, eatin foie gras
Waiter comin to the table, sayin voila
La la, tastin like key lime pie
You can probably smell the weed when we ride by
Then it's back to the crib, back with a bitch, back in Gwinnett
And I'm buzzin in my bee hive high
So stupid with it, flow so terrific, so futuristic, he's sci-fi
I know the magazine'll wanna gimme five mics
Feel like I'm the hottest MC times nine
Kick shit like a Kung Fu flick, hi-ya
Bout to go down on this bitch, sky dive
Live from ya playlist, in ya iPod
It's Rittz in this bitch can I get a high five?

[Hook]

[Rittz]
Yela put me on the elevator goin up
Any rapper steppin to me on the mic I'mma bury him
I ain't scared of bein arrogant, never gets
Hard, but these bars hard, like a barbarian
Plus a motherfucker represent Slumerican
Wolf passed me the torch, course I'mma carry it
Now I'm in the limelight, I might, take a ho to see twilight
Finger her inside the theater and get some brain until I'm feelin like Einstein
Why my, pleasure
I be at the party, cuttin lines on the dresser
Get a bitch high and undress her
Have her on the bed sceamin OMG like I'm Usher when I touch her, yessir
Ain't nobody fresher I'm the next big thing thing
Homie I just wanna see my neck piece swing swing
Anybody wanna try and test me ding ding
Swingin on em like I'm in a wrestling ring ring
Kill a motherfucka like I'm Chris Benoit
You don't really wanna fuck with Rittz then boy
Blow another kiss to them bitches, mmmwa
Have em screamin \'Oh Lord\' like a Christian choir, man I'm finally on fire
If they only knew how much time has gone by
I, got Crown up in my Styrofoam I'm
Poppin X pills and I'm rollin like a Firestone tire
Can I get a high five?

[Hook]

[Rittz]
Rittzo gone go skitzo when I'm sippin on the crystal
Swingin like I'm Klitschko til my fists swole
Fuck around and I'mma split yo wig
Haters lookin mad because I exploded
They was hopin I would never get noticed
I don't think I've ever seen my dick so big
Got these bitches in they thongs like Sisqo did
In my '64 smokin San Francisco shit
Ridin 85 strapped like the Cisco kid
Want a sack, meet me where the cit-go is
Money stacked, can't get the shit folded
Kill a motherfucker then I dispose his
Dead body bury him beneath a bed of roses
Mel Gibson bitch, I got my swisher lid
I'm bout to fill it with some killer get a whiff of this
Pimp shit like fish and grits
Gwinnett county where they found me in the valley of the crystal meth
Hello... good mornin
Still sippin coke with the Captain Morgan
Still reppin Georgia, still fresh and gorgeous
Gotta a closet full of Pradas, Air Max and Jordans
Got a cutie smellin fruity like an apple orchard
Bout to torch it up, and you can tell by the smell I'm high
Everybody wishin me well - likewise
Represent the clientele, can I get a high five?