CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : RapStar
Uh, real ass poppin’ ass n***a, we platinum selling me for me workin’ hard as though Everyday, and night on the grind f**k them hoes y’all go find a better man on the daylight, uh yeah, as I savior this gin the devil may come find me and the percs may be perfected by dimensional orthodoxy’s [da got that dope]
My b*t*h is bliss, Big timing in life, I’m perfecting my craft
My b*t*h leave me on read like every other girl does it, guess all girls are the same like juice wrld said it
Every n***as here be sellin’ dope on the street while I’m living as a rapstar here on the spot imma feel like y’all looking y’all bunch of lockstar (Aye Haha) oh sh*t, oh sh*t, so damn mad and salty so stay that
At least I’m living in the youth surrounded in competitions with the booth, other beings, doin the same as me
He still mad but the pain ate way too much Like, "f**k it, I'ma count while I'm in it” while I’m on fire (Let’s go)
I did it differently, though prepping boys were a little horny (Horny) I’m just a little kingly
They be calling nasty but that’s motherf**king cracklin funny ‘cause that’s cap I’m real ass rapstar, getting get called Jenner, so I’mma put you in a blender, getting the whole crowd to scream a long with me on the stage like that’s a real f**ked way to kickstart
Homicides when we lurking, I'ma step in the booth feeling like asap Rocky, hurt myself to be better then y’all cowards who are hella c*cky, I’m a show how you to “further get it” with my music that I be blasting for the lyrical masses, imagine, them playin’ it in the radio, (radio). see i’m flying in the sewers cause they calling me joker, but don’t play around with me you little sucker, Im a f**k 3 f**k hoes with they’re blue leg lights in they’re room in doggy style Y’all Weren't puttin' them streets like you big dope first in it down, White tee for the mates like I ain’t boppin it down
Materialistic Naruto T-shirts made from china for little corny baby “cause y’all cute as f**k” (No Cap) idiots bringing the bright crew in it (Let’s Go) wait a minute y’all pretended this is like a game of hangman?, removin’ heads of pure enemies, then they stay silent in the shadows of the Sonic realm’s to see them laugh or cry, so call my b*t*h Langman, so f**k you n***as for being a capitalism you thinking in the way of a dogmatists, ‘Cause what has this out lited world has come to from war to peace to sh*t, chaos sh*t ain’t fine like hoes, and I’m asking them like “how’s”
So high up through the clouds, Like I was spitting bars from the golden gates of the cookies
My b*t*h is bliss, Big timing in life, I’m perfecting my craft
My b*t*h leave me on read like every other girl does it, guess all girls are the same like juice wrld said it
Every n***as here be sellin’ dope on the street while I’m living as a rapstar here on the spot imma feel like y’all looking y’all bunch of lockstar (Aye Haha) oh sh*t, oh sh*t, so damn mad and salty so stay that
At least I’m living in the youth surrounded in competitions with the booth, other beings, doin the same as me
He still mad but the pain ate way too much Like, "f**k it, I'ma count while I'm in it” while I’m on fire (Let’s go)
I did it differently, though prepping boys were a little horny (Horny) I’m just a little kingly
I be in the class of illness that’s why I be droppin’ classics, all y’all claim to get the bands, but, ya bands are really just elastics, plastic, phony sh*t better hold the clip to your dome and just get to home with it, ‘Cause I like it better when you frozen stiff in the past tense, b*t*h, casket closed damn it, bro, everyone wanna rap now, see the traffic flow, Y’all don’t really got the passion though, bunch of tricks like a magic show, you just wanna get the cash and go, pass the dro with your homeboys on the block lookin’ at some hoes ass on the gram and imaginin’ what it’d be like to tap on those, I used to be a
Little b*t*h, now I’m a bit bigger, tryna get rich Trynna leave the basement, word to big tigga and the kid finna check it off the list, better run when I take these shots like a sprint tell all of ya dogs that barkin’ won’t end well, muzzle on dock and I’m not hesitant y’all f**ked when I drop these bars like you in jail
Y’all made better stay mad, Damn sh*t, y’all pu**y in this youth of the southside
My b*t*h is bliss, Big timing in life, I’m perfecting my craft
My b*t*h leave me on read like every other girl does it, guess all girls are the same like juice wrld said it
Every n***as here be sellin’ dope on the street while I’m living as a rapstar here on the spot imma feel like y’all looking y’all bunch of lockstar (Aye Haha) oh sh*t, oh sh*t, so damn mad and salty so stay that
At least I’m living in the youth surrounded in competitions with the booth, other beings, doin the same as me
He still mad but the pain ate way too much Like, "f**k it, I'ma count while I'm in it” while I’m on fire (Let’s go)
I did it differently, though prepping boys were a little horny (Horny) I’m just a little kingly
My b*t*h is bliss, Big timing in life, I’m perfecting my craft
My b*t*h leave me on read like every other girl does it, guess all girls are the same like juice wrld said it
Every n***as here be sellin’ dope on the street while I’m living as a rapstar here on the spot imma feel like y’all looking y’all bunch of lockstar (Aye Haha) oh sh*t, oh sh*t, so damn mad and salty so stay that
At least I’m living in the youth surrounded in competitions with the booth, other beings, doin the same as me
He still mad but the pain ate way too much Like, "f**k it, I'ma count while I'm in it” while I’m on fire (Let’s go)
I did it differently, though prepping boys were a little horny (Horny) I’m just a little kingly
They be calling nasty but that’s motherf**king cracklin funny ‘cause that’s cap I’m real ass rapstar, getting get called Jenner, so I’mma put you in a blender, getting the whole crowd to scream a long with me on the stage like that’s a real f**ked way to kickstart
Homicides when we lurking, I'ma step in the booth feeling like asap Rocky, hurt myself to be better then y’all cowards who are hella c*cky, I’m a show how you to “further get it” with my music that I be blasting for the lyrical masses, imagine, them playin’ it in the radio, (radio). see i’m flying in the sewers cause they calling me joker, but don’t play around with me you little sucker, Im a f**k 3 f**k hoes with they’re blue leg lights in they’re room in doggy style Y’all Weren't puttin' them streets like you big dope first in it down, White tee for the mates like I ain’t boppin it down
Materialistic Naruto T-shirts made from china for little corny baby “cause y’all cute as f**k” (No Cap) idiots bringing the bright crew in it (Let’s Go) wait a minute y’all pretended this is like a game of hangman?, removin’ heads of pure enemies, then they stay silent in the shadows of the Sonic realm’s to see them laugh or cry, so call my b*t*h Langman, so f**k you n***as for being a capitalism you thinking in the way of a dogmatists, ‘Cause what has this out lited world has come to from war to peace to sh*t, chaos sh*t ain’t fine like hoes, and I’m asking them like “how’s”
So high up through the clouds, Like I was spitting bars from the golden gates of the cookies
My b*t*h is bliss, Big timing in life, I’m perfecting my craft
My b*t*h leave me on read like every other girl does it, guess all girls are the same like juice wrld said it
Every n***as here be sellin’ dope on the street while I’m living as a rapstar here on the spot imma feel like y’all looking y’all bunch of lockstar (Aye Haha) oh sh*t, oh sh*t, so damn mad and salty so stay that
At least I’m living in the youth surrounded in competitions with the booth, other beings, doin the same as me
He still mad but the pain ate way too much Like, "f**k it, I'ma count while I'm in it” while I’m on fire (Let’s go)
I did it differently, though prepping boys were a little horny (Horny) I’m just a little kingly
I be in the class of illness that’s why I be droppin’ classics, all y’all claim to get the bands, but, ya bands are really just elastics, plastic, phony sh*t better hold the clip to your dome and just get to home with it, ‘Cause I like it better when you frozen stiff in the past tense, b*t*h, casket closed damn it, bro, everyone wanna rap now, see the traffic flow, Y’all don’t really got the passion though, bunch of tricks like a magic show, you just wanna get the cash and go, pass the dro with your homeboys on the block lookin’ at some hoes ass on the gram and imaginin’ what it’d be like to tap on those, I used to be a
Little b*t*h, now I’m a bit bigger, tryna get rich Trynna leave the basement, word to big tigga and the kid finna check it off the list, better run when I take these shots like a sprint tell all of ya dogs that barkin’ won’t end well, muzzle on dock and I’m not hesitant y’all f**ked when I drop these bars like you in jail
Y’all made better stay mad, Damn sh*t, y’all pu**y in this youth of the southside
My b*t*h is bliss, Big timing in life, I’m perfecting my craft
My b*t*h leave me on read like every other girl does it, guess all girls are the same like juice wrld said it
Every n***as here be sellin’ dope on the street while I’m living as a rapstar here on the spot imma feel like y’all looking y’all bunch of lockstar (Aye Haha) oh sh*t, oh sh*t, so damn mad and salty so stay that
At least I’m living in the youth surrounded in competitions with the booth, other beings, doin the same as me
He still mad but the pain ate way too much Like, "f**k it, I'ma count while I'm in it” while I’m on fire (Let’s go)
I did it differently, though prepping boys were a little horny (Horny) I’m just a little kingly
