Styrofoam Cups

Styrofoam cups full of dirty stuff, let's pour that up, yeah Landed in a jet, took off on a charter bus, yeah 100K funnel cake, count up all the funds, yeah Whip the pot, stack up all these bricks, they weigh a ton, yeah Foreign double R, ceiling full of stars Took it off the lot, almost damn near wrecked the car Ridin' with the mob, all these dealings up to par Thirty stories up, I came from crackin' credit cards I don't know you like that, please stay back, yeah, yeah I'ma drop some dollars on a hat, yeah Orange jumpsuit, OJ, yeah Then I beat the case like OJ, huh She keep actin' out, I gotta make a ho, bae Rick all on my denim, I don't rock no Balmain Top shotta clique, we only have it our way Got two different watches, still came in an hour late Blast the 808, I'm finna make the car shake Said you havin' paper, but that's what they all say (That's what they all say) Styrofoam cups full of dirty stuff, let's pour that up, yeah Landed in a jet, took off on a charter bus, yeah 100K funnel cake, count up all the funds, yeah Whip the pot, stack up all these bricks, they weigh a ton, yeah Foreign double R, ceiling full of stars Took it off the lot, almost damn near wrecked the car Ridin' with the mob, all these dealings up to par Thirty stories up, I came from crackin' credit cards Bad lil hoe on me, I told her she can come over Got Celine on me, we went pullin' in that Rolls truck I got diamonds on my diamonds, you thought you could run over Shit was blindin', shit was blindin', shawty come closer I call up Amiri but he was sellin' thangs, yeah If you tryna beefin' then my brudda let it bang, yeah You can be sure that I pull up with my gang, yeah You said you wanna talk it out? Fuck no, we let you sang That bitch wanna suck me up, I said "fuck, you not my thing" Ridin' round with shawty, you can choose all what you want Ridin' round with shawty with dirty styrofoam cups (yeah) Styrofoam cups full of dirty stuff, let's pour that up, yeah Landed in a jet, took off on a charter bus, yeah 100K funnel cake, count up all the funds, yeah Whip the pot, stack up all these bricks, they weigh a ton, yeah Foreign double R, ceiling full of stars Took it off the lot, almost damn near wrecked the car Ridin' with the mob, all these dealings up to par Thirty stories up, I came from crackin' credit cards