Starter Kit (feat. VVSNCE)

(Shit touch souls, AJ, that beat touch a nigga soul) Wake up, grab my lip gloss, purse, and gun, yeah, that's my starter kit Pussy-ass nigga, you a lame, how you ordered ones, you ain't even throw that shit? Shorty so fine how she glidin' on down that pole and how she throw that shit Talkin' 'bout sex on the phone, his shit got swole, he know I be throwin' that shit Got niggas standin' on the block, niggas in apartments sellin' hard Know some hoes that made a few M's late nights at Onyx goin' hard In the streets, can't be too real, they take advantage and break your heart Got a street nigga payin' my bills, so I hold him down and play my part Mulsanne with my mood change, I know two things, they can't fuck with me, can't fuck with you And I know I gotta put you first, you can't be number two Just play your role, get anything you want, bae, if you actin' right Dope was bad, I hit it with that one-two, brought it back to life Always lit, bitch, we in VLive Young nigga poppin' shit, Beamer, Benz, or Bentleys, I can't decide Fuck it, old school Chevrolet In the club doin' your thing, I made it rain like the weatherman Fucked around, got a lil' taste and I been cravin', you Heaven sent Tattoo tears for the pain, make up tattoos on your face And make sure it's plain as day And fuck what these haters say You for the streets, I'll say today I bet I'm gon' make you stay You see the peace, you see the rage Wake up, grab my lip gloss, purse, and gun, yeah, that's my starter kit Pussy-ass nigga, you a lame, how you ordered ones, you ain't even throw that shit? Shorty so fine how she glidin' on down that pole and how she throw that shit Talkin' 'bout sex on the phone, his shit got swole, he know I be throwin' that shit Got niggas standin' on the block, niggas in apartments sellin' hard Know some hoes that made a few M's late nights at Onyx goin' hard In the streets, can't be too real, they take advantage and break your heart Got a street nigga payin' my bills, so I hold him down and play my part Too gangster for this shit, I might not never get no award Nigga fakin' in the club, just ordered ones, ain't even throw it Been in the streets forever and ain't got nothin' to show for it All it did was take my dogs and give me charges and left me scarred The streets don't love nobody, but I still gave the bitch my heart Nigga think this shit a game, don't even know how to play your card In the back of the Maybach Sprinter, bustin' dinner, watchin' TV And I fell in love with a stripper, let me be your nigga, let me be your BB Wake up, grab my pistol, put on my VV's, then I pray Pop 'bout two, three glitches, then I'm ready for the day I told all my bitches, "I got a girl and stay away" Shorty been playin' her part, so I ain't gon' do that to my bae Wake up, grab my lip gloss, purse, and gun, yeah, that's my starter kit Pussy-ass nigga, you a lame, how you ordered ones, you ain't even throw that shit? Shorty so fine how she glidin' on down that pole and how she throw that shit Talkin' 'bout sex on the phone, his shit got swole, he know I be throwin' that shit Got niggas standin' on the block, niggas in apartments sellin' hard Know some hoes that made a few M's late nights at Onyx goin' hard In the streets, can't be too real, they take advantage and break your heart Got a street nigga payin' my bills, so I hold him down and play my part