Quickie

[Verse] I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a slurpee in the car that’s a $1.45 If I died today, remember me like ate chicken Big ass cock and niggas always biting What's them rhymes that you writing? This that dope shit, you know this I been impressing people since about 06' Like when I was younger used to ride my bike with no hands Standing on the pegs man, going down the big hill Made a lot of money on them bets of a failed attempt Trying to stack my paper, get a crib with elevators And a baby chimp, Audi A4 with them shiney rims Vintage Louie bags for my mommy and a speedboat for my pops Niggas think I’m selling rocks the way this rap shit going to kick in But I'm still not a star nigga somebody lied I got bird shit on my car, just let it dry Let that shit fly off speeding down 695