[Chorus]
I'm a real rockstar, lil' nigga
So I look like a rockstar, when I'm dripping
Yes, I got these waxed denims on me, right now
With a chain hangin' on 'em, nigga
When I'm walkin' through this bitch, I'm fuckin' wiped down
That's the reason why they hatin', nigga
We might have to go ahead and play the nigga
Up the stick and tell 'em "See you later, nigga"
I ain't makin' yellow, bitch, I made some figures
Yeah, this yellow bitch, she something like a Simpson
She said let's go, then let's get it, my nigga
All my niggas know if they with it, I'm with it
And you know I'm fresh like the food in your kitchen
Yеah, lil' bitch, I'm high, I can't finish my sentences
[Verse]
I been rеlaxin', don't know what got into me
Even though they never speak, I know my enemies
Shits not the same, and it's really killin' me
But if you got my back, then you got my energy
I'm so deep in my bag, ain't no way you reachin' me
My lil' bitch a fashion killer, on a killin' spree
On designer gas, I'm coming through, I'm reekin', nigga
Only hang with killers, ain't no way you killin' me
I don't play with bitches, ain't no way I'll play with niggas
Told you once, I'm slime, I might just have to snake 'em, nigga
I don't wait in line and ain't no way I'm payin', nigga
Tell 'em fall in line, I don't have time to wait on niggas
Ain't no way we talkin' unless it's 'bout paper, nigga
Ain't no way we fuckin' unless you get paper, baby
If he talkin' bad then, you know we gon' gun him down
I might die 'bout the bag, with a stick and a hundred rounds
I ran off on the plug, nigga, I can't come around
And I'm gettin' money, nigga, I'm not underground
All these bitches wanna shoot they shot, something like a hunter now
I just gave 'em the run around
I'm a real rockstar, lil' nigga
So I look like a rockstar, when I'm dripping
Yes, I got these waxed denims on me, right now
With a chain hangin' on 'em, nigga
When I'm walkin' through this bitch, I'm fuckin' wiped down
That's the reason why they hatin', nigga
We might have to go ahead and play the nigga
Up the stick and tell 'em "See you later, nigga"
I ain't makin' yellow, bitch, I made some figures
Yeah, this yellow bitch, she something like a Simpson
She said let's go, then let's get it, my nigga
All my niggas know if they with it, I'm with it
And you know I'm fresh like the food in your kitchen
Yеah, lil' bitch, I'm high, I can't finish my sentences
[Verse]
I been rеlaxin', don't know what got into me
Even though they never speak, I know my enemies
Shits not the same, and it's really killin' me
But if you got my back, then you got my energy
I'm so deep in my bag, ain't no way you reachin' me
My lil' bitch a fashion killer, on a killin' spree
On designer gas, I'm coming through, I'm reekin', nigga
Only hang with killers, ain't no way you killin' me
I don't play with bitches, ain't no way I'll play with niggas
Told you once, I'm slime, I might just have to snake 'em, nigga
I don't wait in line and ain't no way I'm payin', nigga
Tell 'em fall in line, I don't have time to wait on niggas
Ain't no way we talkin' unless it's 'bout paper, nigga
Ain't no way we fuckin' unless you get paper, baby
If he talkin' bad then, you know we gon' gun him down
I might die 'bout the bag, with a stick and a hundred rounds
I ran off on the plug, nigga, I can't come around
And I'm gettin' money, nigga, I'm not underground
All these bitches wanna shoot they shot, something like a hunter now
I just gave 'em the run around
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