​stars in the roof Lil Darkie & CHRIST DILLINGER

[Verse 1: CHRIST DILLINGER]
Big bag, I feel like a star
Look up and see stars in the roof of my car
It’s fucked up how we came this far
It say 50% THC on the jar
Smoking on strong, got me higher than Him
I’m in the cut like my name little Tim
Stay up all night when I’m making these songs
Wonder if I’m gon' be missed when I’m gone
Wonder if I’ll even know that I’m missed
Pour up in the Sprite, not the Sierra Mist
I made this song with a sock on the mic
Remember I was a kid who wanted to be like Mike
Remember I was a kid who wanted to be likе LeBron
Take a look at my wrist, it says Louis Vuitton
It takes too long to buy shit at Louis Vuitton
I’m just tryna gеt my Louis V and be gone
Big bag, I feel like the star
Look up you see stars in the roof of my car
I know one day, I’ll have a million dollars
Take a look at my wheels, it’s all different colors
Niggas kill each other over different colors
I really feel like I’m him, I feel like Jim
In these double gin do this shit easy
Don’t look like I’m trying, walk in the Louis store
I just start buying USB Mic and it’s making me rich
Don’t like money music, you must be a bitch
Glock with the switch, put down the whip
And it’s making it flip
I got like twenty hoes all on my dick
Hoes be like OMG, how you got rich?
Ran up a bag and I’m doing it quick
Ran up a bag and I’m doing it fast
Niggas that hate, I left them in the past
Coming in first, we ain’t coming in last