[intro]
Skrt Skrt!
[Verse]
I’m addicted to seeing stars in the ceiling
Tell the promoter don’t get hopped jus let my squad in the building
Niggas hating me cause I’m hot but reach for blunts when I’m chilling
Nah nigga you ain’t my homie give a fuck how you feeling
Heard niggas was wit tha jazz now they feel a way
Jumping in and out of that foreign watch me peel away
& free dotty
They still got my cuzzo sealed away
When he hit tha ground watch the floor and the ceiling shake
[Hook]
I swear that I been winning winning so they hate on me
Getting to tha bag , nigga your tank on e
All these bad vibes stay away from me x2
[Verse 2]
I’m with trippy we jus shot for 50
All these blockas like ibaka with me
If we beefin u can’t chop it wit me
I’m riding round wit a helicopter the chopper wit me
I’m at tha launch wit ya bm
She tryna rock it with me
Know a couple niggas that’s dying to see the end of me keep ya friends close
But stay close to ya enemies
They don’t even kno me but they envy me not a big fan of the negative vibes and weird energy
I see that everybody tough wen they behind the screen
Till then niggas freezing up wen they in front the beam
Jazzy hard away I want Rolex no Cartier at tha car I spray
I’m the fire man like the carter wayne
[Hook]