[Intro]
(Boystars going crazy in the store)
Look at these shoes!
No, no, let me finish
Do you have these shoes? No
Um, no, I don't have those (What are your shoes, what kind?)
Okay, what are my shoes? Well, I have no idea (Yeah, what are your shoes? Are they Chanel?)
I couldn't tell you, they're— (Sillyteam)
[Chorus]
I been getting racks, let me show you what it looks like
Pull up with a choppa to a motherfuckin' fistfight
I'm just 'bout my drip, yeah, 'cause, homie, you don't look right
Kkypr flip the script, yeah, I had to get my shit right
You a bitch, you a nobody
[?] like a fucking zombie
Number (N)ine jeans, while you still shoppin' Abercrombie
I'm under stress, I'm smokin' cigarettes
That song was so fuckin' ass, and you said you tried your best
[Verse]
Talking shit, you need a vest
Smoke out the window, I smoke the best
Yeah, I'm with my fucking Silly Clan, yeah, you can check the crest (Sillyteam!)
Oh my God, she think that I'm a fucking superstar (Yuh)
I'm with dirt bag, baby, I won't get you far
"Why do you smoke so much weed?" Because I'm a boystar
Got him in my sights now, align him like the fucking stars
I been getting racks, man, I can show you how to do it
Step one, get some swag, step two, learn just how to never lose it
Yeah, they talkin shit, but I'm just out here fuckin' cruisin'
Flap your chops, that's just how you get a fuckin' bruisin'
Yeah, the cameras flashin' when I'm in the function, 'cause I'm coolin'
Oh, you wanna talk about the fucking money? Bitch, I'm fluent
[Chorus]
I been getting racks, let me show you what it looks like
Pull up with a choppa to a motherfuckin' fistfight
I'm just 'bout my drip, yeah, 'cause, homie, you don't look right
Kkypr flip the script, yeah, I had to get my shit right
I been getting racks, let me show you what it looks like
Pull up with a choppa to a motherfuckin' fistfight
I'm just 'bout my drip, yeah, 'cause, homie, you don't look right
Kkypr flip the script, yeah, I had to get my shit right
You a bitch, you a nobody
[?] like a fucking zombie
Number (N)ine jeans, while you still shoppin' Abercrombie
I'm under stress, I'm smokin' cigarettes
That song was so fuckin' ass, and you said you tried your best