Starkiesha Lyrics

When they ask me what I'm living fo

Tell em my momma, my children and my bitches yo

Plus I do it for my niggas bro

The go gettas throat slittaz and the grittas yo

I done lead a life on the streets

On mommas, kudda died in the streets

All the stress, so in my pipe there's a leaf

I see the future, in my eyes there's relief

It's me and Starkiesha-coincide to the beat

In her mind, go in deep

Vampire style-we don't speak, we in-synch

So we correlated, Decepticon King, bitch I'm coronated

Guerilla Warfare team, like Noreaga

All black big strap, like the Terminator

Stay fresh, Iacon like the himalayas

Go hyphy in the bed, get innovative

Break me down in to pieces: make a mosaic

When it's my turn, put her in the boilermaker

Transformer sound, so they know it's Mega

Me quieres cojer, en arena de la playa

Go Starkiesha

Put a trance ona nig

Do dem pilates

Dance on the stick

Do the Mac Dre

That's hand over chips

BitCoin or cash

Get it hand over fist

When they ask me what I'm living fo

Tell em my momma, my children and my bitches yo

Plus I do it for my niggas bro

The go gettas throat slittaz and the grittas yo

E scooter wouldn't charge, so we walk em down

Young Beaux P black sheep, Ima problem child

The matte black fake nigga paint, is not allowed

Turn the fish in to bullets, then I fed the whole crowd

Don't look never point, so quit talkin loud

Wrist rockets bitch, gotta get to ze chawpa now

Finna slide on they home base, ain't no optin out

The devil knows all secrets, can't let him walk around

Never speak about it, never be without it

Nigga we about it

Finna make it rain with the choppa, gotta lookin cloudy

These niggas rowdy

Hexa mouthy but they game lousy

Niggas work wit Tommy so you know I have to keep onme

It's tax season, might catch him with his baby mommy

Stay low key, I hate these niggas like Ambercrombie

Shippin weed packs of green saucy

to Chillicothe

Had to pay his bond, watch him obscond

What the kill cost me

Go Starkiesha

Put a trance ona nig

Do dem pilates

Dance on the stick

Do the Mac Dre

That's hand over chips

BitCoin or cash

Get it hand over fist

J.Megatron wit da Blood, like Wocka Flocka

But I can call the Crips, and get you hit, like Big Poppa

My gun spray like bonaka, for these shit talkas

I got my diaper, so I hope you got that shit onya

If yousa dark skin fem hen

I put the dick onya

If yousa salty corn chip, I'm bouta dip onya

It sound like thunder, when I listen to my innervoice

If yousa black man, kill a trumper

Time to go get dem boys

When they ask me what I'm livin fo

Tell em my momma