Oh yeah, they gon' kick niggas out for this, oh, that's a cool thing

Said I, I got a, I got a bad bitch sittin' on my arm, no guitar, we gon' play him, attracted

To the stars, know you are like Invader Zim

Try hard, go hard

Cuzzo be off of them bars

Sit in this whip while I'm hittin' this lick and I swear in this life I'ma turn to a star

Fuck on your bitch while she stand on her tippy toes

Coulda smashed a lil' bitch in the car, or on a rug, dependin' what day it is

Make an appointment with Sheez, you don't need a thug, they know not to play with him

So why do they think it's so easy, pull up projects from the lock-in, and I got all these old songs that'll feed em

Made it to your best friend, top ten, then I went made a song about