STARZ
Get up and shoot for the stars
Got the spectators in awe
Get ready for a barrage
The price that you pay for a twelve car garage
Skippin I laugh to the bank
Then ima hit up the spa
Biddie with back full of bank
Masseuse but ima give her the massage
Breaking her back like a straw on a camel
Buss and she happy I got that hoe smilin
She got the veneers where the fuck the enamel
Superstar shit when ya cut on the tv and see me ain't no way ya changin the channel
Showin her tiddies that shorty ain't human
But I know fasho the hoe is a mammal
Open the mosh got a bitch in there wylin
Circle be screechin the voices are pilin'
Buzzin my phone mane them numbers be dialin'
Fuck on a hoe mane that biddie from Thailand
Toxic but nighttime she was reconcilin
Made us a flick gave her a kick
The Uber outside and she short on the timing
Cannot commit cuz I feel it too binding
Still reminisce but I ain't for rewindin
Niggas gon hate cuz they ain't like me
Turn snake cuz they ain't push the weight like me
I'm a rebel hit the gas or ima peddle nightly
Pimp a hoe she got stilettos so ya pay a high fee
Feel the heckle from the crowd get em Hyphy
Screenshots records and a lot of typing
Start a riot
Fade on the first lighting
Want smoke
Then ya know that we all sliding
Run but ya know there's no hiding
Shells glidin like butter it never gon stutter
Ya mother gon sob at ya last sighting
Off In the books with ya name wiping
Get up and shoot for the stars
Got the spectators in awe
Get ready for a barrage
The price that you pay for a twelve car garage
Skippin I laugh to the bank
Then I'm hit up the spa
Biddie with back full of bank
Masseuse but ima give her the massage
Breaking her back like a straw on a camel
Buss and she happy I got that hoe smilin
She got the veneers where the fuck the enamel
Superstar shit when ya cut on the tv and see me ain't no way ya changin the channel
Showin her tiddies that shorty ain't human
But I know fasho the hoe is a mammal
Open the mosh got a bitch in there wylin
Feel the lights strobin
Hit the backwood mane it feel potent
DARO vs The world for my opponent
Say the right words and she jump on it
Move in a fleet of some camo Ferraris
It strictly for me and the troops
Steppin out might fuck around and come up on a chicken and flock in her coop
Plenty of people gon pump fake the ride so it's better to ride in a coupe
Two hundred in a Sixty five nigga
Had to drift just to hit the loop
Get up and shoot for the stars
Got the spectators in awe
Get ready for a barrage
The price that you pay for a twelve car garage
Skippin I laugh to the bank
Then I'm hit up the spa
Biddie with back full of bank
Masseuse but ima give her the massage
Breaking her back like a straw on a camel
Buss and she happy I got that hoe smilin
She got the veneers where the fuck the enamel
Superstar shit when ya cut on the tv and see me ain't no way ya changin the channel
Showin her tiddies that shorty ain't human
But I know fasho the hoe is a mammal
Open the mosh got a bitch in there wylin
Got the spectators in awe
Get ready for a barrage
The price that you pay for a twelve car garage
Skippin I laugh to the bank
Then ima hit up the spa
Biddie with back full of bank
Masseuse but ima give her the massage
Breaking her back like a straw on a camel
Buss and she happy I got that hoe smilin
She got the veneers where the fuck the enamel
Superstar shit when ya cut on the tv and see me ain't no way ya changin the channel
Showin her tiddies that shorty ain't human
But I know fasho the hoe is a mammal
Open the mosh got a bitch in there wylin
Circle be screechin the voices are pilin'
Buzzin my phone mane them numbers be dialin'
Fuck on a hoe mane that biddie from Thailand
Toxic but nighttime she was reconcilin
Made us a flick gave her a kick
The Uber outside and she short on the timing
Cannot commit cuz I feel it too binding
Still reminisce but I ain't for rewindin
Niggas gon hate cuz they ain't like me
Turn snake cuz they ain't push the weight like me
I'm a rebel hit the gas or ima peddle nightly
Pimp a hoe she got stilettos so ya pay a high fee
Feel the heckle from the crowd get em Hyphy
Screenshots records and a lot of typing
Start a riot
Fade on the first lighting
Want smoke
Then ya know that we all sliding
Run but ya know there's no hiding
Shells glidin like butter it never gon stutter
Ya mother gon sob at ya last sighting
Off In the books with ya name wiping
Get up and shoot for the stars
Got the spectators in awe
Get ready for a barrage
The price that you pay for a twelve car garage
Skippin I laugh to the bank
Then I'm hit up the spa
Biddie with back full of bank
Masseuse but ima give her the massage
Breaking her back like a straw on a camel
Buss and she happy I got that hoe smilin
She got the veneers where the fuck the enamel
Superstar shit when ya cut on the tv and see me ain't no way ya changin the channel
Showin her tiddies that shorty ain't human
But I know fasho the hoe is a mammal
Open the mosh got a bitch in there wylin
Feel the lights strobin
Hit the backwood mane it feel potent
DARO vs The world for my opponent
Say the right words and she jump on it
Move in a fleet of some camo Ferraris
It strictly for me and the troops
Steppin out might fuck around and come up on a chicken and flock in her coop
Plenty of people gon pump fake the ride so it's better to ride in a coupe
Two hundred in a Sixty five nigga
Had to drift just to hit the loop
Get up and shoot for the stars
Got the spectators in awe
Get ready for a barrage
The price that you pay for a twelve car garage
Skippin I laugh to the bank
Then I'm hit up the spa
Biddie with back full of bank
Masseuse but ima give her the massage
Breaking her back like a straw on a camel
Buss and she happy I got that hoe smilin
She got the veneers where the fuck the enamel
Superstar shit when ya cut on the tv and see me ain't no way ya changin the channel
Showin her tiddies that shorty ain't human
But I know fasho the hoe is a mammal
Open the mosh got a bitch in there wylin
Credits
Writer(s): Onisokumen Koleosho
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