Lone Star

I'm in the SRT with these barbies on me, they tell me im handsome

Dirty my cup, Imma fill that up, these diamonds on my neck, they dancing

I don't give fucks, use a hundred dollar bill, yeah, right as my napkin

Rich for what? Count bucks, I been paper stacking

Smoke good gas like asthma, can't breath, lil bitch, I'm gasping

Bitches in my mansion, we fucking up the matress

Damn, that bih got body, she gon' throw it back like stallion

Gold all on my body, yeah, lil bitch, I am a champion

VHS tape recorder, drop it on my nightstand

Turn a good girl to a bad one, yeah, just like that

Kicking with yo bitch, we cooling in her like an ice pack

Freaky bitch, she turn around and ask me if I like that

Sins in my body, I can't tell my way from home

I like- I like to have fun

Tell that bitch, "go po' Patron"

All my dogs right in this bitch, man, it feel like Paw Patrol

Pass them keys, I'm boutta go

SRT, no that's not slow, yuh

My- my bitch is crazy, she like Himiko

Talking 'bout a swag gap, that bitch is rocking Uniqlo

Red leather alligator belt on my like gigolo

I count green like Piccolo

Pick a bitch, you pick yah nose

I'm in the SRT with these barbies on me, they tell me im handsome

Dirty my cup, Imma fill that up, these diamonds on my neck, they dancing

I don't give fucks, use a hundred dollar bill, yeah, right as my napkin

Rich for what? Count bucks, I been paper stacking

Smoke good gas like asthma, can't breath, lil bitch, I'm gasping

Bitches in my mansion, we fucking up the matress

Damn, that bih got body, she gon' throw it back like stallion

Gold all on my body, yeah, lil bitch, I am a champion

(Ok, here's a song I made up)