RATED R SUPERSTAR

[Intro: Lancey Foux]
Yo, Luca, where you at? (Chyeah)

[Verse 1: des!]
I'm feelin’ like Lancey, hopped in the studio, bitch, I just did it again
Serial killer on Wock', I just put the OJ gloves on my hands
Ran off with your bitch, not givin' her back, if I do, then she come back a ten
How could I ever be lackin’? I ride with the chopper when I'm in the Benz
Rated R for revenge, I dare you to pull up and see what it is
I'm makin' bread in my sleep, I just put the racks in the Bvlgari bag
Bitch, that's the Bvlgari bread, Gualtier swag on the tag
Niggas be worried 'bout this, niggas be worred 'bout that
I'm only concernеd with the carats, so fuck all that other shit, wherе is the check?
Where is the check? Yeah, I’m changin’ the check
Niggas ain't chattin’ to des, niggas ain't realer than this
I'm as the real as they come, my shooter just clapped at a nigga for fun
Better talk that shit with your chest, better talk nice or, bitch, you dead

[Verse 2: Lancey Foux]
I know you ain't talkin’ to me, 'cause I don't talk for free
I darken the lens, I see it, she fuckin' her friend for me
In London, I'm parkin' the SRT
Can't function, I'm countin' these racks, I'm geeked
Greatness come with a capital G
Greatness come with a capital G
Backend, yeah, I got sicker than sick
Back man, yeah, I'm givin' this shit to my kids
Me and Cadell can't let shit slide
Me and your girl got serious ties
Twisted, I go sick in my mind
Misfit, come through, different designs
Talkin', talkin', talk is cheap
I would hate me too if I was at home tweetin'
All of them dead, so who am I beefin'?
All of them dead, so who am I beefin'?
I'm on a star boy ting like every weekend
Dippin' your toe in the water, but you can't go to the deep end
Psyketeam, Jah$tar, Psyketeam, [?]
Psyketeam, Jay Trench, Psyketeam, yeah
Psyketeam, Sliksyd, Psyketeam, yeah
Psyketeam 'til I D-I-E, yeah