rip stan lee.

{Chorus}
Yo
Cash rules everything around me
Bitch I'm not your average guy, I'm tryna take care of my family
You still on my tip, bitch I am Em, in this situation, you're Stanley
You still rockin' spider? You isn't the man, rest in power Mr. Stan Lee

Fuck on a ho and she Five Star
'Cause she know that we ball like a All Star
She finna fan out for me, I feel like JB, bitch I move like a popstar
He moving tough like he 'bout it, pull up to the scene and you be where the cops are
We on the Ro' but stay with a chop, my twin finna shoot where your blocks are

{Verse 1}
On bro he a chopstar, tryna keep all the kills to himself
We finna aim where his locs are, so better duck from the shells
Man I wanna be known as a rockstar, just blocking my head from the hail
I just keep on praying to god, these rappers be corny talkin' bout the Hell

To each is there own bro, I guess
Been in the lab I dare you to test
Flow on a song and this ain't my best
Oh he think he safe 'cause he brought a vest?

Oh good 'cause I'm not gon' aim at the chest
Do him like Draymond, get hit with a Tec
Man fuck out my way before you is next
Man shoutout to Flight, give him a heat check

{Chorus}
Yo
'Cause cash rules everything around me
Bitch I'm not your average guy, I'm tryna take care of my family
You still on my tip, bitch I am Em, in this situation, you're Stanley
You still rockin' spider? You isn't the man, rest in power Mr. Stan Lee

Fuck on a ho and she Five Star
'Cause she know that we ball like a All Star
She finna fan out for me, I feel like JB, bitch I move like a popstar
He moving tough like he 'bout it, pull up to the scene and you be where the cops are
We on the Ro' but stay with a chop, my twin finna shoot where your blocks are