STARPOWER

[Intro]
God damn
God damn
God damn
Aye, look look!

[Verse 1]
I'm gettin' money, I know they mad at it
I heard your music, all of us laughed at it
Swerzie and Downtime gon' never be bad at it
It's Rotstar season coming up
They wanted smoke, so now I'm buckin' up
If I command, then they gon' fuck it up
They never used to pay no mind to us, now it's labels tryin' to get in touch with us
These locals actin' like they run with us, but I ain't even met not even one of ya
Competition, I ain't never had it
I left all these rappers in the fucking dust
It's Rotten gang, my whole team bout' that havoc
Anyone get close, they finna go through us

[Bridge]
You gettin' mad, I'm getting rich
You gettin' mad, I'm getting- (whoa, whoa)
You getting mad, I'm getting rich
I might go VS my neck and my wrist
I just got paid and you broke as a bitch
Bad bitch seen my IG then ran up my digits

[Verse 2]
My clout not even all the way up
I don't do verses, I don't lay up
You want a feature, better pay up
They sleepin', soon they gonna stay up
I heard they said that I won't ever make it, if you want it like that, better pray up
You run up on me with a fuckin' issue, you better pull up on me with your K up
It's Icy Rotten, I don't trust nobody else, cause everyone went betrayed us

[Verse 3]
And this shit get deeper than muhfuckin' rap
You say you run shit, you know that shit cap
Outfit designer, you shopping at Gap
These rappers stuck, bitch, I'm runnin' through laps
I keep my girlfriends where I keep my strap
You better know that that bitch face stay on top of my lap
My diamonds Voss, you whole necklace from tap
I'm finna put Rotten up on the map
I'm finna put my whole team on the globe, while you worrying about lil' shit, ain't going to check
I just went spent your whole paycheck, it's texts from the white people looking like "How you do that?"
I'm rocking Black Cats at Jordan 4 Retro and I'm finna step on you muhfucking rats
Icy Rotten 4L, this shit is for life, whole gang already got that shit, [?] intact

[Verse 4]
Arm and a leg if you need a damn verse
I'm popping perkys, my plug is a nurse
I don't do Coach, bitch, Chanel is my purse
I don't fly coach, bitch, my class is in first
When I pull up, their reaction the worst
They know I'm finna hit em' where it hurt
I'm finna steal, bad bitches you know that I'm finna dick em'
Bitch I run up, and my dog he gon' sic em
They in my city then out I'ma kick em
If you say something then I'ma go rid em
Like fuck you and everyone that pulled up with him
I'm smoking backwood from backwood, Atlanta
Shit got me high as a bitch, fuckin' lit up
I just pulled up with that Japanese Phantom
Poured that hoe out, and my Hi-Tec, I mix up

[Outro]
You best stay on flow
I don't rock LV that ain't Virgil Abloh
Used to get laughed at for rapping on SoundCloud but now I get checks to have my pockets bellow
How you gon' hate when I'm up and you below
And how when I see you you walk up like "Hello"
Y'all ain't on shit, y'all just hard for the internet
Aimin' at that, smoke you out like a Rello