Superstars

I wake up know it's money out Seen my car now she think that I'm funny now Took awhile I came through thru da bummy route That's just something I can't be no dummy bout Bend her over I'm beatin her guts Took awhile to stop givin a fuck Not yo man ian who you should trust But yo man he ain't doin enough I'm out doin em huh Cause I do in a week what you do in a month You be fuckin her slow I be fuckin her rough Den she text me she say we ain't fuckin enough The same bitches you niggaz be cuffin & stuff Cause that's who we are Bitch cause we super stars Pull up in flashy cars Yo bitch kno who we are Superstars It's crazy how bitches used to put you in first & dey puttin you last now Them same bitches be giving you gas now Guess they peepin that you in yo bag now But don't trip just keep runnin it up Stack it up cause dese bitches gone come Play it close cause these bitches is bums When it's gone bet them bitches a run I can't make this shit up I want money so deep I can rake da shit up Want this shit like a story I'm shapin it up Like my life was a dream ain't no wakin me up Got this shit to a point I'm just making it up They just hate dat I got in my bag now I might walk in this bitch wit my tags out Or just walk out the stoe wit dis cash out Like welcome this hea is my glasshouse My glasshouse