Neighborhood Superstar

(Leor, light it up)
 She like Baby blue like she from Carolina
 Ain't folding under pressure, so I had to buy her diamonds
 Ain't talk 'bout shit on waist, but tell 'em, "They don't want my problems now"
 We gon' double back, jump out with straps, run down, and pop 'em, slime
 Ain't goin' for shit, I do too much, you can ask my mama, I be on everything (everything)
 She be like, "Baby, just chill", uh, I be like, "Baby, shit real"
 I looked in your eyes, but you looked at the floor
 So I'm tryna know what you know, what's the deal? (What's goin' on?)
 Yeah, nigga, do we got a problem?
 Uppin' on every car that pull beside me
 Leavin' they project full of bodies, I turn that beat to plenty homies
 Soon as he come out, then we got him, we gon' drop him, bitch
 I'm full of pills, I'm sorry, mama
 Them niggas slang that fire at my lil' partners
 I can't squash it, it's a must, you know I gotta
 I been with that shit, they know that
 Got Ms, been bleedin' before that
 Five K, nigga, check my coat tag
 Slip once, leave the bitch with a toe tag
 Drive fast, no plate on the Maybach
 Trap house where they stash them plates at
 Goyard where I tuck my Drac' at
 Stick who? Nigga know I don't play that
 Let's go
 Stay out the way with them cameras
 I just seen Baby pull up in the Phantom
 Almost hit me, nigga hopped out with a thick bitch (yeah), must be from Atlanta
 Fuck that, they ain't see I hopped out with that blammer
 They ain't know I got in with the stick on me
 They don't know that this bitch right here bulletproof (let's go)
 I can't wait for a nigga to hit it (let's go)
 I really be cool as a bitch, but get rude as a bitch if I get the wrong energy (yeah)
 They know I'll put a ho out if I love her or not to protect my lil' energy
 Maybe, shit, Baby too real for the industry
 Or maybe they know that they never could get to me
 Know that they know that they never could finish me
 Let off my glizzy, I'm feelin' a symphony, yeah
 I'm in a 'Burban and I got it on me
 Three hundred thousand, just me and my homie
 Lurkin', we loaded all the way 'til the morning
 Get a bad lil' bitch, so I could bone her
 Nawf 38, posted on that corner
 Waitin' for opps and duckin' cops
 .30 on my hip and under papa house I got a hundred shots
 Nigga spin on his block, on Dump, don't stop, I could bet his car get chopped
 Let me hit from the back, say, "Top"
 Come out, turn around, then let her get on top
 Got millions, still invest in blocks, we get 'em, never through the mail
 The spot be jumpin' like some Shocks, no Jigga, get it on for real
 I ain't done, what it is? It get dumb for real
 Let 'em talk that shit while on them pills
 Turn down as soon he feel this steel
 Nigga know we do this shit for real
 Try fight by night, his top get peeled
 In the car by one, by two, he killed
 By four, I booked and flew the jet, on the way LA while on a Lear
 She on me bad, so what it is?
 Grip her body, know I got it
 Take her home and beat her body
 I be diggin' all inside it
 Suicidal, kamikaze
 Pussy shit, I don't acknowledge
 Jump out runnin' from them choppers
 Tried to hide and then they caught me, gang
 I leave a stain, all you hear is, "Bang, bang"
 Bitch, lay down, I run that gang
 They know I'm the murder man
 Don't come around, leave you frowned
 Fuck around, it's gon' go down
 Equip that shit, it ain't a sound
 Left nine bodies in the town
 Yeah, I left my bitch and got somethin' new, left her too, bitch, I'm a hound (rawr, rawr)
 Ready to bite me a nigga (I'm a dog)
 I really don't like that lil' nigga
 Baby, ooh, he an icy lil' nigga (go)
 I'm in this bitch with that stick, poppin' shit
 I'ma pull that bitch out 'fore I fight me a nigga (boom, boom)
 I'm on vacation and can't get my hands on a banger, I fuck around, knife me a nigga
 I fuck around, poke me a nigga (uh)
 I fuck around, choke me a nigga (uh, bitch)
 I fuck 'round and take me a lil' nigga ho (yeah)
 Put dick in her face, make her beatbox (go)
 Ain't seen a thing hotter since he popped
 Fuck that, four-five, got it on de-cock
 On that bullshit you niggas think that you on (let's go)
 Fuck around and get spanked for a song (get spanked)
 Fuck around and get spinned for a diss (get spinned)
 You gon' let that comment get you killed (yeah, bitch)
 Every day, tryna stay out the way, still adjusting to fame in this industry shit (yeah, nigga)
 Send a- shh, and I'll pay for the shit
 I go in your shit, make you pay for that lip (keep going)
 Neighborhood superstar, throwing weed in the car
 They like, "Boy, you can't pay for that zip" (keep going)
 They like, "Nigga, we ain't charging you shit" (keep going)
 Baby put on for Charlotte, he lit (yeah)
 Like, cold blooded killer in the car behind me with a bot
 And it's stock on the side of his stick (boom, boom)
 Always thinking 'bout a body, can't forget about the last two, he add another homi' on the list
 On that day, they got two of them bitches
 This one a semi, this one a switch
 Doing my dance in here thuggin', yeah, he hating for free, the nigga's a bitch
 I'm in here with Nina Simone, I made her top fast, gave her some tits
 Pulling her hair, then she stutter, yeah
 Fucking on her with no rubber, yeah (oh, yeah)
 She like Baby blue like she from Carolina
 Ain't folding under pressure, so I had to buy her diamonds
 Ain't talk 'bout shit on waist, but tell 'em, "They don't want my problems now"
 We gon' double back, jump out with straps, run down, and pop 'em, slime
 Ain't goin' for shit, I do too much, you can ask my mama, I be on everything
 She be like, "Baby, just chill", uh, I be like, "Baby, shit real"
 I looked in your eyes, but you looked at the floor
 So I'm tryna know what you know, what's the deal?
 Yeah, nigga, do we got a problem?
 Uppin' on every car that pull beside me