Allstar - Suigeneris

I ain’t your boyfriend girl, I am a rockstar

Ball like Giannis 'cause I am a allstar

I am a shooter, might leave in the cop car

They want me dead 'cause I’m drippin' like hot sauce

She wanna go with me to the moon

I told her no, she said «Sui you rude»

She wanna pull up with me coupe

I tell her no baby no can do

Diamonds on me, it like 60 my tooth

VVS stones from my jeweler so cool

Now I pull up with a band on the flu

You give me smoking that bag

I cannot do it, that shit is so wack

How he the plug when they always be taxing

I hit a liquor run off like I’m Flash

Beat on that pussy she calling me dad

She calling me daddy, I work at the caddy (Real trap shit)

I told that lil bih get up off of me (Yah)

I pull up I’m flexin', my diamond my weapon

I look like I hit the lottery

I’m young and I’m rich and I’m handsome, I’m getting these bitches

I think I got all the keys

Moving these packs, it’s 11, I do it forever

I do it for always

Walk in this bitch and I’m faded

She look like a goddess in love with the sinner

Finally got it, I think that I made it

Get loud to my music, I told her replay it

Dodging b-, dodging like the Matrix

I do what I do, I ain’t basic

He call me thug so I’m taking that pussy

Was dry like a motherfuckin' raisin

She like how I flex, she like how I walk

She like how I sling, I be saying shit I don’t know half the time that I talk

She like how I flex, she like how I walk

She like how I sling, I be saying shit I don’t know half the time that I talk

She like how I flex (Yeah), she like how I walk

She like how I sling, I be saying shit I don’t know half the time that I talk

(Yeah)

She like how I flex (What?), she like how I walk

She like how I sling, I be saying shit I don’t know half the time that I talk

(What?)

Hop in the two-door, then I be zooming so fast

Like when I walk in the mall quick, then I go blow me a bag

Said she in love with the Chrome Hearts, told her don’t trip 'bout the tag

I see some hate in my comments so I go load up a mag

Hop in the and I’m zoomin', fuckin' that bitch toolie, yeah

I got no friends like I’m Uzi, 'cause all of my friends wearing hand-me-downs

They show no love when I’m losing, I’m on the way to your bitch’s house

If you don’t like me come shoot me, ain’t no rapper that called me out