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