Hood Celebrity
I'm a celebrity, A list
It's 10 racks just to take pics
Spent 5 on a Gucci belt but I'm still sagging it don't make sense
I done bagged so many broads gotta start counting who I ain't hit
All these thotties all up on my body told the Uber he gone have to make trips
I'm a celebrity, A List
Y'all just Facebook famous
Still broke, in ya mama house
My bank account got 8 M's
Cappin' talking like you in yo duffie but you spent yo last on that lame chick
How you cappin' like you in yo duffie but you spent yo last on that lame chick?
I'm a celebrity, high status
Paparazzi got they camera flashing
They fronted on me when I ain't have it now I'm hot and on top just like an attic
She call me daddy cause I'm living lavish now she tryna wrestle me like Trish Stratus
Balmains looking like a Thriller Jacket and my Rollie got me wet I need a napkin
If I don't like that nigga I'ma flex on em
My belt buckle got two F's on em
Then I switch cars like what's next on em
If her pussy good I'm spending checks on her
These are Raf Simmons so don't step on em
These designer shoes ain't no swoosh on em
Can't bite my swag I spent yo rent on it
Can't see me, foreign got the tints on it
I'm a celebrity, A list
It's 10 racks just to take pics
Spent 5 on a Gucci belt but I'm still sagging it don't make sense
I done bagged so many broads gotta start counting who I ain't hit
All these thotties all up on my body told the Uber he gone have to make trips
I'm a celebrity, A List
Y'all just Facebook famous
Still broke, in ya mama house
My bank account got 8 M's
Cappin' talking like you in yo duffie but you spent yo last on that lame chick
How you cappin' like you in yo duffie but you spent yo last on that lame chick?
My wrist froze it feel like the winter if you check this ice out you might lose ya vision
Yo girl on my wood she gone catch a splinter tryna get with me cause I got that chicken
So I hit it with the windows tinted
Then I tossed the broad when I was finished
This a moment that she want for life but I'm high status I can't take no pictures
If I don't like that nigga I'ma flex on em
My belt buckle got two F's on em
Then I switch cars like what's next on em
If her pussy good I'm spending checks on her
These are Raf Simmons so don't step on em
These designer shoes ain't no swoosh on em
Can't bite my swag I spent yo rent on it
Can't see me, foreign got the tints on it
It's 10 racks just to take pics
Spent 5 on a Gucci belt but I'm still sagging it don't make sense
I done bagged so many broads gotta start counting who I ain't hit
All these thotties all up on my body told the Uber he gone have to make trips
I'm a celebrity, A List
Y'all just Facebook famous
Still broke, in ya mama house
My bank account got 8 M's
Cappin' talking like you in yo duffie but you spent yo last on that lame chick
How you cappin' like you in yo duffie but you spent yo last on that lame chick?
I'm a celebrity, high status
Paparazzi got they camera flashing
They fronted on me when I ain't have it now I'm hot and on top just like an attic
She call me daddy cause I'm living lavish now she tryna wrestle me like Trish Stratus
Balmains looking like a Thriller Jacket and my Rollie got me wet I need a napkin
If I don't like that nigga I'ma flex on em
My belt buckle got two F's on em
Then I switch cars like what's next on em
If her pussy good I'm spending checks on her
These are Raf Simmons so don't step on em
These designer shoes ain't no swoosh on em
Can't bite my swag I spent yo rent on it
Can't see me, foreign got the tints on it
I'm a celebrity, A list
It's 10 racks just to take pics
Spent 5 on a Gucci belt but I'm still sagging it don't make sense
I done bagged so many broads gotta start counting who I ain't hit
All these thotties all up on my body told the Uber he gone have to make trips
I'm a celebrity, A List
Y'all just Facebook famous
Still broke, in ya mama house
My bank account got 8 M's
Cappin' talking like you in yo duffie but you spent yo last on that lame chick
How you cappin' like you in yo duffie but you spent yo last on that lame chick?
My wrist froze it feel like the winter if you check this ice out you might lose ya vision
Yo girl on my wood she gone catch a splinter tryna get with me cause I got that chicken
So I hit it with the windows tinted
Then I tossed the broad when I was finished
This a moment that she want for life but I'm high status I can't take no pictures
If I don't like that nigga I'ma flex on em
My belt buckle got two F's on em
Then I switch cars like what's next on em
If her pussy good I'm spending checks on her
These are Raf Simmons so don't step on em
These designer shoes ain't no swoosh on em
Can't bite my swag I spent yo rent on it
Can't see me, foreign got the tints on it
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Writer(s): Hollywood Bl!zz
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