STAR NO ROOK! Lyrics

Mixed in the Addi wit X now I'm tweaking

You can be my lil bitch for the weekend

But after we fuck, yo ass gettin cut, and yo name and number deleted

My hoe confessed y'all, like I'm conceded

Pull up and give me that shit when I need it

Gun on her dress so you know I won't leave it

Go back to back in that pussy, know I ain't a rookie

He like Micheal Jackson?

Imma beat it

Baby this pimp style bitch I dont mean it

Tell her get low, she gon get down and eat it

Shawty got brain ye this lil bitch a genius

Hot girl summer, she loving the semen

Shorts in the winter this lil bitch a demon

Fuck a passat I might take it to neiman

Tired of the A so we go European

Bitch

Tryna bug in his club we gon leave on a stretcher

You in that pic so we killing whoever

A slime lil dude cross shit like professor

I still tote a gun even tho I'm a felon

Cause I'm doing the time lil bitch I ain't tellin

We a dumb boy, denom, pop out in margiela

Dollar, for dollar

Shoulder for shoulder

Pull up we shooting like Dellavedova

Glock 23 and this bitch ain't for show

Come to the trap you see drakes on the flo

Hardeep behind he let that heat blow

Hustle on corners he feel like a foe

Blah

This switch gon put em right under

He tried to run, but lil toss on the hunner

Like olkahoma, I keep me a thunder

Been pushin P for gunna and wunna

10 milli wit switch, that bitch so loud

We don't stick up bitch get on the ground

Got so many dogs that stuck in pound

Dare devils, do it if it ain't allowed

Get on the flo, bitch don't make a sound

Bullets flood the place you gon drown

We don't do drive bys we say bye bye

Till floatin up to the high sky nigga

Mixed in the Addi wit X now I'm tweaking

You can be my lil bitch for the weekend

But after we fuck, yo ass gettin cut, and yo name and number deleted

My hoe confessed y'all, like I'm conceded

Pull up and give me that shit when I need it

Gun on her dress so you know I won't leave it

Go back to back in that pussy, know I ain't a rookie