Red Rover, I call her she coming over
Staying till the morning she moaning like Sharapova
Using daddy money, her parents in Sarasota
She only wearing designer, ain’t fuckin with Fashion Nova
Sleeping is a luxury lately I can’t afford it
I’m exhausted, my exhaust is falling off my Accord
I hit a bump and almost lost it like a faulty abortion
I had a foursome it got recorded, they all want extortion
I’m like, fuck that you could drop a Kim K sex tape
Still won’t get as many plays as my next tape
150 bitches that could tell you how my dick taste
I just want a bag and a belt both dead snake
Breath take chill, cooking in the studio tryna make mills
Estimating multi-multimillion dollar deals
Ooh so sick, so sick, so I’ll
Can’t you tell how I feel?
Got Louis bag luggage packed under my eyes
They doubled in size so you don’t really want it besides
I’m rapping like I got a fever of 105
So why you looking so fuckin surprised, I’m on fire
Far from chain swangin, I’m closer to chain smoking
I’m holding the flame thrower, I’m colder than rain frozen
Just to stay social, I’m pouring the same potion
And fucking a bitch playing emotional Frank Ocean ooh
I have it all, listen to my catalogue
Got these bitches bouncing off the wall like a Adderall
She got the lil titties with the padded bra
But she could throw it back like a lateral
Did it 4 times that’s a last down
I’m the first in, I’m the last out
I put the work in, bout to cash out
Baby you a All-Star let me smash mouth
Hey now, you a All-Star do your thing now
Hey now, you a All-Star make a play now
Hey now, you a All-Star do your thing now, yeah
Hey now, you a All-Star
Hey now you’re a rock star, got your ass in the back off the cop car
Hey now you’re pop star, popped a pill, do a line off a hyphen
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