Rapstars

[Hook] I'm with some rapstars, footballers Drug dealers, shot callers Bad bitches, with the maddest backs And yea they play dirty We gone dagga dat I'm with some rapstars, footballers Drug dealers, shot callers Bad bitches, with the maddest backs And yea they play dirty We go dagga dat [Verse 1] Off to the club do you see that lighty Tell that chick that I want her number If you ever see her bumper Make a man say what the bumba Say she don't want to rush things I say we ain't getting no younger No we ain't getting no younger Gal jump on my cucumber Got a bag of machine in my gaza Mi na fist fight, I'm too marger Straight home visits from my barber No actors I don't do drama They can't bare that I'm getting larger Got a whole heap of a pride from my father Get a battery if she wanna Krept fling that girl on the charger More money, more money, more swag Was a baller but don't do wags If I ain't driving then I'm in the cab Trying get stretzy girl in my pad If I ain't in the endz then I'm in the lab I'm in the club and it went bad Got carried away and spent like a bag Big batty girl tell the pretty boy mad Big batty girl tell the pretty boy sick Brain so dumb, thigh so thick Trappers trying to get a house from a brick Tell these haters get off my dick I got the darkest tints on my whip I get paper, I dont slip Money talks I ain't taking no lip Just trying make this Chris Browning strip [Hook] [Verse 2] More money, more money, more pagans Man dem hustle hard on a space thing Pop bottles whenever we raving My show moneys your savings Man's hyping on twitter for ratings Me don't hype I get cake in Little lighty up in my bedroom Now they all wanna know are we dating I get big gal, fuck the rumors I dont touch guns, I got shooters Dre dash 'em out their coopers Got the young g's out in their scooters Them man go so hard on the curb Don't get nicked no I ain't done a bird(?) We go ham, fam take my word Raise glasses to the eye sights blurred Got a bag a girl on our table Independent life no label I got three girl who want my maple Give me haze cause they think I'm stable Trying to get baby girl to my cradle Its a biggie trying to be faithful I see a friend die so fatal Till this day is still painful From the wrong road to the right plan Man's hustling through to the ice land Made with the main man you a side man I can count on Skinnies he's my right hand My right hand, my nigga I'm gonna drink him when I'm bigger Couple tings I banged off twitter From celebrities to a stripper [Hook]