Shut up Starlito

Feat. Don Trip

(Verse)
I need a calculator and a tape measure
To count it up, my paper long
Shoot your a** with this 22
And you won't die untill you make it home
I don't give a fuck if they don't like me
That's my favorite song
We beefin', just know my money right
I prefer filet mignon
See me in a rental car, probably riding filthy
Strapped like somebody wanna kill me
Somebody gotta feel me
A lot of my partners pro'ly plotting
Prolly done shot somebody then forgot about it
I'm out here grinding, can't lie about it
Ps of that master cush, let's just say
I'm bout it bout it
Chilling with my bougie bitch all she eat is calamari
Man if looks could kill
Go check her closet, shorty caught a body
Broke nig' with the small product
Shooting like a bottle rocket
East side, I gotta shout it
Parachuting, sky diving
Parasailing, rock climbing
Bungee jumping off the highest mountain
That's fly s***, my kind of s***
I might ask your lady is she can drive a stick
I'm stunting hard, I buy the mall
Take her wid me, I won't buy her s***