[Hook: NoCap]
Yeah
Diamond chain clips hanging off me it’s a movie
No lame she gone fuck the gang cause she a groupie
Grew up with killas I didn’t get rich and recruit them, ay
One rule we don’t up them sticks unless we shoot them
Authentic lifestyle this ain’t no facade
So high I’m moonwalking I don’t wanna be a star
Do you wanna be a star?
I’m here to say that it ain’t hard, yeah
[Verse 1: Lil Kool]
Ha, evil thoughts on my conscience you know I’m not going for none of that nonsense
These snakes not hiding but they not in my garden
If you keep going hard that’s a problem, the SRT Charger retarded
She give brain to the school she a scholar I keep pouring paint on the pussy on models
Everyday I’m bout the dollar I came in for the bag I ain’t worried bout the stardom
G Star jeans, Louie V red bottoms, no cap they be capping me and backing rockets
Can throw this shit on something like Aaron Rodgers
A check on his toes and the chain cost me and the chain cost me
(Ay bro what you got on?)
I got on this BB and I tote a rocket, they looking forward to see what’s in my pocket
I’m looking forward to seeing more bodies dropping
I’m back in that bag these diamonds dancing off me
Shit you do lame ain’t my cup of coffee
You gotta change lanes get them lames off
When they feel your pain they’ll gon tell you sorry
No love in your team I’m heartless with this chopper
I’m living the best and everything cost me
I turn the scene yellow everybody cautious
Yeah
Diamond chain clips hanging off me it’s a movie
No lame she gone fuck the gang cause she a groupie
Grew up with killas I didn’t get rich and recruit them, ay
One rule we don’t up them sticks unless we shoot them
Authentic lifestyle this ain’t no facade
So high I’m moonwalking I don’t wanna be a star
Do you wanna be a star?
I’m here to say that it ain’t hard, yeah
[Verse 1: Lil Kool]
Ha, evil thoughts on my conscience you know I’m not going for none of that nonsense
These snakes not hiding but they not in my garden
If you keep going hard that’s a problem, the SRT Charger retarded
She give brain to the school she a scholar I keep pouring paint on the pussy on models
Everyday I’m bout the dollar I came in for the bag I ain’t worried bout the stardom
G Star jeans, Louie V red bottoms, no cap they be capping me and backing rockets
Can throw this shit on something like Aaron Rodgers
A check on his toes and the chain cost me and the chain cost me
(Ay bro what you got on?)
I got on this BB and I tote a rocket, they looking forward to see what’s in my pocket
I’m looking forward to seeing more bodies dropping
I’m back in that bag these diamonds dancing off me
Shit you do lame ain’t my cup of coffee
You gotta change lanes get them lames off
When they feel your pain they’ll gon tell you sorry
No love in your team I’m heartless with this chopper
I’m living the best and everything cost me
I turn the scene yellow everybody cautious
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