HELLSTAR OT the Real & Harry Fraud (Ft. OT7 Quanny)

[Intro]
La música de Harry Fraud

[Verse 1: OT the Real]
Fallen angel, I'm a Hellstar
Name bullet proof Kevlar
We gon’ see you like a head scar
Four on me like Brett Favre
Came home to a fresh start
Got a 31 from the connect, hard

[Verse 2: OT7 Quanny]
I'm tryna fill my safe up, n***** want to see me check
Before I ever run out of money, I'd rather break my neck
41 boys, I know you heard ‘bout us
36 ounces, that'll turn you up

[Verse 3: OT The Real]
In the neighborhood with the drugs in it
One bird I got, had bugs in it
Never had to try to fake a tough image
When it went lеft I really was in it (Uh huh)
Cocaine gotta process and I trust in it (And I trust in it)
Bro said hе don't cut the work he be blessin' it (I be blessin’ it)

[Verse 4: OT7 Quanny]
I got old money from 2017
All this cash is on my pockets, I need bigger jeans
I think I fell in love with sippin’ lean
Real dope boy, white tee on like I'm Mr. Clean
We in the kitchen with a whole chicken, n****, this bird talk
It's summertime, we in the projects playin’ curveball
I'm on my shot when I get home and she gon’ get the belt
And I'm so fuckin’ turnt up, yeah, I can sign myself
Pussy try and reach for my chain and I'm a spray your lid
I peep the cops from down the block, they tryna raid the crib
I'm with two bad bitches, they tryna rape the kid
I used to sell 62s before I made it big