Astro Man (feat. J Fendi518)

I keep a auto on me like I'm Astro Man
Stretching my money elastic bands
Bitches be blowing I know they are fans
I'm getting money I need the advance
I just pulled up in a ghost
Imma just fly over coast
These people be doing the most
I'm kicking this shit like I'm Po
I'm dripping my head to my toes

She like the taste of my red
She don't wanna get out my bed
I can't get out of her head
I just be counting up bread
Pussy boy fill him wit lead
My chopper is special no ED
Foreign bitch giving me head
Play wit me leaving you dead
You is a rat you a fed
You not my girl you my friend

Stacking my money up to the ceiling yea
Bitch is crazy if she think she can play wit my feelings
Bitch imma dog so I'm having my feedings
And I'm taking whatever I'm pleasing
Sipping wok hard and I'm leaning
Smoking on gas and I'm dreaming

Diamonds just glow
My bullets going to blow
I'm counting up dough
She giving me throat
I'm rocking her boat
She pulling my rope
She catching my load
I'm bussing my tote
Aye getting money everyday
I never leave my crib wit out the K
If you mess with my shooters then you better pray
They never miss and they aim at your brain

She call me a dog that boy is a pup
Getting this money you know that I'm up
Just poured a 4 in the motherfucking cup hey
Hey skirt in the Bentley
That bitch is so friendly
I'm getting this money I'm stacking
Fucking this bitch n I beat her back in
I'm getting the money then chasing the backend hey

I'm advancing n I'm getting This money
My diamonds they dancing
Bitch wanna fuck
Told her kiss me
Getting this money I'm counting like 50 hey
Hey imma skirt in the ghost
That lil bitch be yea she be doing the most hey
She be shaking that ass hey
She bounce it for cash hey

She a Treesha
Imma stack it and sip on Wockesha
That lil bitch yea she a Treesha
Hey hey you know
Stacking my guap imma go to the top
Run up on me you get shot with a Glock
And a K in the back you know that I'm strapped
Run on me bitch I'm quick to attack
And he running like track
Running like laps
Running like laps
Shot in the trap
Gang Yea hey
I'm yea I been stacking
Yea he been slacking
Getting the money I'm chasing the backend hey
I feel like the goat
Run up on me you get shot in your coat

I keep a auto on me like I'm Astro Man
Stretching my money elastic bands
Bitches be blowing I know they are fans
I'm getting money I need the advance
But a cold heart beats slow
Chrome heart Vlone
And I stay in my zone
Uh yea like a king in a throne
Why the fuck you calling my phone
Thought I just told you to leave me alone
Imma just sin and never atone
Chopper talks back better watch yo tone
You talking crazy I aim at your dome
These bullets are real not fuckin foam
You is a pussy now you in a tomb