Superstar

[Intro]
Niggas (Fuck)
Niggas
Brrr (Damn Drako, you made this?)
Brrr
Brrr, brrr
It's B6 to you ho

[Verse]
Soon as I unzip my fucking bag you know I'm supercharged
I seen a lot, you know exactly what I mean, a young nigga scarred
Know a lot of niggas who ain't make it past fifteen, they though they was super hard
His face on the grill burnt like carpet talm 'bout supercharge
Might help getting caught up in this necklace, I got stupid shards
I know that the dealer do not like me, I pull super cards
This shit really go above and beyond, I'm talm 'bout super far
Can't believe she mad 'cause I ain't go home, bitch, I'm a superstar
I pull hella strings from the backstage, I feel like Aerosmith
Backdoor a old nigga thinkin' he my uncle, Robert DeNiro him
Don't know who the hell had gassed you up but I'm finna Valero him
If I want this shit to work with Ashley, I gotta let go of Kim
'Lotta niggas talking just like tongue then they got stepped on, Timbs
Do not leave your Scat' inside the hood, that bitch will get left on rims
Blew off a song named "Ginos", I guess they slept on "Tems"
She ain't get her waxed but she knows I like the hoes with trims
Dropped a thirty ball in the end game, I guess she ain't watch her film
How the fuck you tryna block the light because your shit so dim
She just a want a set of Lulu' clothes, I made the ho get Skims
I hit both the hoes in the 'bnb and they like "Damn, he him"
I just think you lost directive, I get oh so deceptive
Said that she might get a necklace, she got oh so possessive
See me at the show, do not reach, I'm like "Oh no, [?]"
So much dog shit up in my pocket but no German Shepard
Head back to the A, my west side ho want wings like lemon pepper
I'ma tailor, take her clothes off, her panties look like leopards
Then I'ma hit back to the east side, you know I'm a EA stepper
How the hell you broke and made a diss, sign his ass to DJ records
Ain't no way she want some backstage passes, she gotta eat my pecker
She think that I'm cheating when I leave the room, I'm just [?]
No, this bitch will not be my BM so I told her "Eat my nectar"
And you know I got that shit on cam', I feel like the damn director
You know I'ma always make it home, a young nigga shoot like projectors
I could teach a school on how to pop shit and it's gon be hella semesters
Since I started to blow and I just pop shit, I done seen hella investors
It's so many people counting favors, we call 'em "calm and collectors"
It's so many people tuning in but most of them just be inspectors
I got in a chase like GTA and fucked around and started calling Lester
"What's your ETA?" Bitch, I'm on the way, I'm just tryna reach the objective
The way I'm so flamboyant with my [?], that shit really have [?]
Can't step in my shoes, that angle expensive and you tryna see the perspective
Yo' bro got of line and you came with him so you know I'ma treat the collective
Might not be your time if you dodge my bullet, I can't say the reaper defective
You like quantity over quality so you chose the cheaper elective