Neighborhood Superstar

(Leor, light it up) She like Baby blue like she from Carolina Ain't folding under pressure, so I had to buy her diamonds Ain't talk 'bout shit on waist, but tell 'em, "They don't want my problems now" We gon' double back, jump out with straps, run down, and pop 'em, slime Ain't goin' for shit, I do too much, you can ask my mama, I be on everything (everything) She be like, "Baby, just chill", uh, I be like, "Baby, shit real" I looked in your eyes, but you looked at the floor So I'm tryna know what you know, what's the deal? (What's goin' on?) Yeah, nigga, do we got a problem? Uppin' on every car that pull beside me Leavin' they project full of bodies, I turn that beat to plenty homies Soon as he come out, then we got him, we gon' drop him, bitch I'm full of pills, I'm sorry, mama Them niggas slang that fire at my lil' partners I can't squash it, it's a must, you know I gotta I been with that shit, they know that Got Ms, been bleedin' before that Five K, nigga, check my coat tag Slip once, leave the bitch with a toe tag Drive fast, no plate on the Maybach Trap house where they stash them plates at Goyard where I tuck my Drac' at Stick who? Nigga know I don't play that Let's go Stay out the way with them cameras I just seen Baby pull up in the Phantom Almost hit me, nigga hopped out with a thick bitch (yeah), must be from Atlanta Fuck that, they ain't see I hopped out with that blammer They ain't know I got in with the stick on me They don't know that this bitch right here bulletproof (let's go) I can't wait for a nigga to hit it (let's go) I really be cool as a bitch, but get rude as a bitch if I get the wrong energy (yeah) They know I'll put a ho out if I love her or not to protect my lil' energy Maybe, shit, Baby too real for the industry Or maybe they know that they never could get to me Know that they know that they never could finish me Let off my glizzy, I'm feelin' a symphony, yeah I'm in a 'Burban and I got it on me Three hundred thousand, just me and my homie Lurkin', we loaded all the way 'til the morning Get a bad lil' bitch, so I could bone her Nawf 38, posted on that corner Waitin' for opps and duckin' cops .30 on my hip and under papa house I got a hundred shots Nigga spin on his block, on Dump, don't stop, I could bet his car get chopped Let me hit from the back, say, "Top" Come out, turn around, then let her get on top Got millions, still invest in blocks, we get 'em, never through the mail The spot be jumpin' like some Shocks, no Jigga, get it on for real I ain't done, what it is? It get dumb for real Let 'em talk that shit while on them pills Turn down as soon he feel this steel Nigga know we do this shit for real Try fight by night, his top get peeled In the car by one, by two, he killed By four, I booked and flew the jet, on the way LA while on a Lear She on me bad, so what it is? Grip her body, know I got it Take her home and beat her body I be diggin' all inside it Suicidal, kamikaze Pussy shit, I don't acknowledge Jump out runnin' from them choppers Tried to hide and then they caught me, gang I leave a stain, all you hear is, "Bang, bang" Bitch, lay down, I run that gang They know I'm the murder man Don't come around, leave you frowned Fuck around, it's gon' go down Equip that shit, it ain't a sound Left nine bodies in the town Yeah, I left my bitch and got somethin' new, left her too, bitch, I'm a hound (rawr, rawr) Ready to bite me a nigga (I'm a dog) I really don't like that lil' nigga Baby, ooh, he an icy lil' nigga (go) I'm in this bitch with that stick, poppin' shit I'ma pull that bitch out 'fore I fight me a nigga (boom, boom) I'm on vacation and can't get my hands on a banger, I fuck around, knife me a nigga I fuck around, poke me a nigga (uh) I fuck around, choke me a nigga (uh, bitch) I fuck 'round and take me a lil' nigga ho (yeah) Put dick in her face, make her beatbox (go) Ain't seen a thing hotter since he popped Fuck that, four-five, got it on de-cock On that bullshit you niggas think that you on (let's go) Fuck around and get spanked for a song (get spanked) Fuck around and get spinned for a diss (get spinned) You gon' let that comment get you killed (yeah, bitch) Every day, tryna stay out the way, still adjusting to fame in this industry shit (yeah, nigga) Send a- shh, and I'll pay for the shit I go in your shit, make you pay for that lip (keep going) Neighborhood superstar, throwing weed in the car They like, "Boy, you can't pay for that zip" (keep going) They like, "Nigga, we ain't charging you shit" (keep going) Baby put on for Charlotte, he lit (yeah) Like, cold blooded killer in the car behind me with a bot And it's stock on the side of his stick (boom, boom) Always thinking 'bout a body, can't forget about the last two, he add another homi' on the list On that day, they got two of them bitches This one a semi, this one a switch Doing my dance in here thuggin', yeah, he hating for free, the nigga's a bitch I'm in here with Nina Simone, I made her top fast, gave her some tits Pulling her hair, then she stutter, yeah Fucking on her with no rubber, yeah (oh, yeah) She like Baby blue like she from Carolina Ain't folding under pressure, so I had to buy her diamonds Ain't talk 'bout shit on waist, but tell 'em, "They don't want my problems now" We gon' double back, jump out with straps, run down, and pop 'em, slime Ain't goin' for shit, I do too much, you can ask my mama, I be on everything She be like, "Baby, just chill", uh, I be like, "Baby, shit real" I looked in your eyes, but you looked at the floor So I'm tryna know what you know, what's the deal? Yeah, nigga, do we got a problem? Uppin' on every car that pull beside me