Movie Star

[Intro: RTB Capo]
RTB, Nigga
Come on, nigga
(It's Dee Hamm)

[Verse 1: RTB Capo]
Pop out, flash out, we got a hundred chains
Man, the lil' bitch was dumb, but she just gave me brain
Just hit Cali for a fifty, I just did my thing
A movie star to your bitch, she can call me Cane
Nigga, just hit the strip in the summer and I made it rain
You spent the rent with your bitch, man, you niggas lame
Nigga, you just wasted fifty shots, you ain't got no aim
Bank 2K in an hour, I don't play the game

[Verse 2: GrindHard E]
Pop out, hop out, we got a hundred shots
Ten red beams on your body look like chickenpox
PLR got rapid-fire and it's a switch on the Glock
Woke up to some bullshit, we smoked him by six o'clock
Took a flight to Cali, I'm pourin' Morton up
You poured a line in your pop, when we drink, we pour fours and up
Three-five in a Fronto leaf whеn I'm rollin' up
Let the opps drop they location and wе showin' up

[Verse 3: YSR Gramz]
We finna slide right now, we finna blow it up
He done drunk some bullshit lean, got him throwin' up
Can't be talkin' 'bout no bag if you ain't got more than one
I'm tryna trap all day 'til the mornin' comes
You know we up on our opps, it's like four and one
I seen an opp yesterday, I ain't have my gun
Knew I had to run this money up when I had my son
Brodie put a hundred on the switch, he tryna have some fun

[Verse 4: RTB Capo]
Nigga, just hopped off the PJ in Cali, told 'em, "Load me up"
Nigga, we just bought the whole club, they had to close it up
Flew a bitch and her friend out, they supposed to fuck
Nigga, Bnb, Beverly Hills, can't get close to us
Nigga, RTB, I'm with YSR and Lil E
You ever used Sig Sauer 100? I got it for the free
I just turned in fifty gifties, I'm at Mr. B's
Your bitch love my kids, call her Chuck E Cheese

[Verse 5: GrindHard E]
Just took my bitch to Morton Steakhouse, you went to Mickey D's
I ain't even fuck the last bitch I encountered, I made her hit her knees
Four-five on my hip, it got a lemon squeeze
Too many guns, FNs, Dracos, PLRs, and M16s
The last opp ain't die, he paralyzed, the bullet hit his spleen
Before I go broke, I'ma grind hard by any means
100K from rap, fifty off dogs, and I can't tell you what I did off weed
Yesterday, I made four plays and made sixteen G's

[Verse 6: YSR Gramz]
My nigga always keep a Glock, I call him Pistol Pete
I ain't gon' cap, last year, I sold sixty P's
I'm in the D fuckin' with Vez, eatin' Nicky D's
My nigga got so many chains, he like Mr. T
I can't put the bag on your ass, you gon' take fifty weeks
You can give a nigga a bag, you can't make him eat
I drink green 'cause that's the only thing make me sleep
I seen my nigga backdoor my mans, that shit make me think