Dancin With the Stars! Autumn!

[Intro]
(BrentRambo)

[Chorus]
Got a crib in the clouds, now she wanna fuck with a star
He tryna be me but he ain't up to par
These niggas ain't going far
In a PJ thirty K feet in the air, I'm dancing with the stars
And the way she rock the boat, I just might let this ho drive the car
They like, "Why you always in that 'Vette?" 'Cause, nigga, that's really my car

[Verse 1]
Behind my brothers put five on your head, get your ass smoked like a 'gar
Behind my brothers put ten on your head, get your ass gone from afar
When the XD pop, shit get bizarre
We gon' get this nigga out the way
Anything I say, it go my way
Tryna say Wick broke, I'm like, "No way!"
For the last six years, been getting cake
Gotta watch who you call your friend
'Cause a lot of these niggas be snakes
Took my family to Beni's, spent three hundred on lobster, shrimp, and steak
I ain't gotta be street, nigga, chopper still eat niggas, I ain't one to play
Every ex wanna know what I'm on, I just tell them hoes I'm living great
She like, "How your bank account match your follower count?" Bitch, what you think?