J. White, I need a beat I can go off on, ooh They don't need eyes to see when you're next to me I'm a superstar (a star, a star) And you should wanna take me out and make me smile Let me jump in yo' car (yo' car, yo' car) You gotta be a star to jump over the moon so when you touch on me You're a shooting star (a star), oh yeah (a star) You know you got somethin' for the world to see and there I go Still wondering who you are (a star, a star, yeah) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (must be crazy) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (man, you must be crazy) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (must be crazy) I'm a star, I'm a star Ay, how you get me is how you keep me (yeah) The pussy get stringy every time you get cheesy (ah) I used to get flowers (yeah) and get fucked in the shower (uh) My pussy ate for hours (yeah) Now we gotta argue what's yours and what's ours These other niggas lined up, before your time's up You better hope nobody help me make my mind up (yeah) Treat me like you wanna keep me and like you only see me And any bitch after Megan probably wanna be me Gotta be a star to jump over the moon, come fly with me You're a superstar (a star), oh yeah (a star) I know you got somethin' for the world to see and there she goes They're all wondering who you are (a star, a star), oh I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (you might go crazy) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (wanna be my baby?) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (you must be crazy) I'm a star, I'm a star, oh, yeah, yeah Cash out, pass out, Big Benz, Bentley coupe Shopping sprees, swipe cards, ain't got no room Flights just to see art out in Rome 'Cause we got time, dinner in an arena, we're sprung He pay attention, I pay that and more Who you think I'm stackin' these racks for? You gotta be a star to jump over the moon so when you touch on me (touch on me) You're a shooting star (a star), oh yeah (a star) I know you got somethin' for the world to see and there I go Still wondering who you are (a star, a star, yeah, yeah) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (must be crazy) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (tryna be my baby) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (must be crazy) I'm a star, oh, I'm a star, oh

Breaking down and I had the whole world watching But the worst part is really who watched me? Every night I cried, I almost died And nobody close tried to stop me Long as everybody getting paid, right? Everything will be okay, right? I'm winning, so nobody tripping Bet if I ever fall off everybody go missing (At night) I'm sittin' in a dark room thinking Probably why I always end up drinking (Yes), I'm very depressed How can somebody so blessed wanna slit they wrist? Shit, I'd probably bleed out some Pinot When they find me, I'm in Valentino, ayy He pouring me shots thinking it's lit Hah, little did he know This pussy depressed, hmm I'm about to stress him, yeah Pink nails 'round his neck, huh But this ain't domestic, ayy Think it's going down, hah Now he stand corrected, ayy This pussy depressed, hmm I'm about to stress him, ah Ayy, damn I got problems Never thought a bitch like me would ever hit rock bottom Man, I miss my parents Way too anxious, always cancel my plans Pulled up, caught him cheatin' Gettin' his dick sucked in the same spot I'm sleeping Lord, give me a break I don't know how much more of this shit I can take (ayy) How long you been worried 'bout me telling people that's not me? Honestly it kinda feel like you plottin', watching Why is you speaking on me at my lowest When you acted like you ain't noticed? I was tripping, going crazy And they low-key hatin' so they ain't gonna say shit Damn, I finally see it I'm killing myself when bitches would die to be me This pussy depressed, hmm I'm about to stress him, yeah Pink nails 'round his neck, huh But this ain't domestic, ayy Think it's going down, hah Now he stand corrected, ayy This pussy depressed, hmm I'm about to stress him, ah I ain't going, yeah No emotion, ayy Back outside, yeah Back in motion, ayy He keep calling, hmm I ignore it, ayy He say I'm crazy, hmm Don't I know it, ah

SMOKESCREEN It's really no flex, I got it (I got it) Six figure checks, I got it (I got it) These hoes act so psychotic Like they don't know I got it (Whats wrong with you?) 50K cash, I got it (I got it) Two-hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch) The game on smash, I got it My hoes won't last, I got it They wanna flex for the clout (Yuh) Same one that's counting me out (Yuh) You bitches just running yo' mouth But that ain't what I'm about (Yah) I'm running up commas in place Still stomp a bitch out in my J's They took me out of the streets But I'm still stuck in my ways Why would I care what you thots would say? You hoes look like somebody smashed your face So see my face, I ain't got no cake They showing fake, let them mask the hate Still stuck on me like some masking tape I'm fresh to death like I passed away Can't stop my hustle, don't have no brakes I'm already winning, don't have to race Talk tough, but won't do shit I picked up like "Who this?" They talk down, but so what I'm bossed up, I'm so lit I ain't got friends, I got groupies Around me for clout, you don't fool me (You hoe) I've been with this shit, you a newbie Out with the old, it's a new me It's really no flex, I got it (I got it) Six figure checks, I got it (I got it) These hoes act so psychotic Like they don't know I got it (Whats wrong with you?) 50K cash, I got it (I got it) Two-hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch) The game on smash, I got it My hoes won't last, I got it Got It (Got it, bitch) Got It (I got it, hoe) I got it Got it (Yuh) Got it I got it When I get on the road, I need bigger pay (Yuh) I smell the money from miles away (Yuh) I don't own wallets, don't need a safe They know me by first name at BOA (Yuh) I jump on this beat and it's DOA Out of my struggle, I found a way Lost a few homies along the way But I never needed them anyways I done lost count of my enemies Sick and they can't find a remedy Bitches be fake as they remy weave I know they ploting on ending me Dodging the shit they've been sending me (Sending me?) Guap is the only thing sent to me Ten-thousand is really a cent to me Lil Baby keep ironin' she into me But I ain't really feeling her energy Talk tough, but won't do shit I picked up like "Who this?" They talk down, but so what I'm bossed up, I'm so lit I ain't got friends, I got groupies Around me for clout, you don't fool me I've been with this shit, you a newbie (Weird ass hoe) Out with the old, it's a new me It's really no flex, I got it (I got it) Six figure checks I got it (I got it) These hoes act so psychotic Like they don't know I got it (Whats wrong with you?) 50K cash, I got it (I got it) Two-hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch) The game on smash, I got it My hoes won't last, I got it Got It (Got it, bitch) Got It (Bitch) I got it Got it (Yuh) Got it I got it (Bitch) We gon' smash your party

M's in the bank, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Stones on the chain, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Hoes tryna hate, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Lot of, lot of 'dem, lot of, lot of 'dem) Cribs by the lake, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Friends actin' fake, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Lies on my name, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Lot of, lot of 'dem, lot of, lot of 'dem) Apeshit, new shit, spaceship, coupe shit Came with two whips, deja vu shit Still got a lot of them bands (Bands) Still got a lot of them mad Old bread, new drip, fake hoes, new tits They called, who this? Stank lips sink ships Still got a lot of them bands (Bands, bitch) Still got a lot of them mad (Mad, bitch) Yeah, you can drop it but it ain't gon' sell (Sell) My shit hittin' like the NFL (Ho) Tinted 9-11 so I don't see 12 (Nope) Stay with the K so I don't take L's (Bitch) M's in the bank, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Stones on the chain, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Hoes tryna hate, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem Lot of, lot of 'dem, lot of, lot of 'dem) Cribs by the lake, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Friends actin' fake, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Lies on my name, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Lot of, lot of 'dem, lot of, lot of 'dem) Young bitch, rich bitch, rude bitch, new bitch AK, two clips, same gang, who switched? Still got a lot of them bands (Bands, bitch) Still got a lot of them mad (Mad, ho) You a dub, bitch, dumb bitch, old bitch, ho bitch No bitch, broke bitch, stay back, no flicks (No flicks) Just got a crib for the fam (Bitch) Still tell the jet when to land (Land, bitch) Still choke a bitch like MMA Sellin' out arenas like the NBA (Bitch) Can't tell me shit like an NDA Tell the Forbes List that I'm on my way (On my way) M's in the bank, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Stones on the chain, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Hoes tryna hate, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Lot of, lot of 'dem, lot of, lot of 'dem) Cribs by the lake, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Friends actin' fake, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Lies on my name, got a (Lot of, lot of 'dem) Lot of, lot of 'dem, lot of, lot of 'dem)

I ain't nothin' like these hoes (no) Don't compare me to no one (don't do it) Money green like CeeLo (yup) Yeah, my pocket so swole up Man, I ain't nothing like these hoes (no) Don't compare me to no one (don't do it) Money green like CeeLo Yeah, my pocket so swole up (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Look these hoes be fake flossin' Fake ass jewelry, got a neck rash (eww) These hoes be fake ballin' Tax money that shit won't last (bye) These hoes be dick riding, think they gone come up cause they let you fuck (you a hoe) These hoes be full of drama, they always with the extra These hoes, they wake up, they beggin' On the Gram, they be fake flexin' (why you lyin') These hoes, they wake up, they broke (eww) They mattresses be on the floor (haha) These hoes, they wake up they messy They runnin' they mouth, they so petty (petty) These hoes, they feed off attention (yup) Zero time, that's what I give 'em I ain't nothin' like these hoes (no) Don't compare me to no one (don't do it) Money green like CeeLo (yup) Yeah, my pocket so swole up Man, I ain't nothing like these hoes (no) Don't compare me to no one (don't do it) Money green like CeeLo Yeah, my pocket so swole up (Yeah, yeah, yeah) These hoes be lackin', see me in the back They talk all this shit, but don't say it in person Won't catch me off guard on no boulevard Foreign car, and my driver my guard Water, water drippin', come take a peak You in trailer hoe, bitch you can't compete I'm riding solo don't need no one but me Run up a check, yeah we runnin' the streets Red cup? No it ain't Kool-aid Got me fed up, you hoes too fake (yeah) One minute he your man, he your ride or die (haha) Next minute on the Gram with a new bae (wow) These hoes, these hoes, shame on these hoes (fakin bitch) I'm in the Maybach, I heard you got repoed Hair done, diamonds on, need a pea coat (bitch) Heard the feds listening, gotta speak low I ain't nothin' like these hoes (no) Don't compare me to no one (don't do it) Money green like Ceelo (yup) Yeah, my pocket so swole up Man, I ain't nothing like these hoes (no) Don't compare me to no one (don't do it) Money green like Ceelo Yeah, my pocket so swole up (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Look Mando Fresh

Hear 'em talking shit I take both of 'em Your exes on my dick I take both of 'em Bentley truck, Panamera I own both of 'em Young and rich in the mirror I see both of 'em From the corner to fame and fortune Yeah, I see both of em Tallahassee and Calabasas Got cribs in both of em Did this shit all on my own so I don't owe nothing Call Rihanna and Ariana Yeah, I know both of em Got two phones like I'm Kevin Gates I give bitches both numbers Just like Buddens and Charlemagnes No one cares 'bout both of em It's a hundred degrees out on my wrist It's a cold summer It's a hundred degrees out on my wrist It's a cold summer Hear 'em talking shit I take both of 'em Your exes on my dick I take both of 'em Bentley truck, Panamera I own both of 'em Young and rich in the mirror I see both of 'em Both of em, both Both of em Bentley truck, Panamera I own both of 'em Young and rich in the mirror I see both of 'em Chevy candy coated And the matte floorin' Lil baby, cherry red And the other golden Everybody on my Gram since I went public Don't be callin' me fam No we not cousins Find her with my body guard No I don't tote nothing I ain't snitchin' to the troll No, I don't know nothin' Took the number one spot They act like I done stole something Ugly and you washed up Yeah, bitch, you both of em (Bitch, you both of em) Hear 'em talking shit I take both of 'em Your exes on my dick I take both of 'em Bentley truck, Panamera I own both of 'em Young and rich in the mirror I see both of 'em Both of em, both Both of em Bentley truck, Panamera I own both of 'em Young and rich in the mirror I see both of 'em

Whatchu know about it? Whatchu know- Whatchu know about it? Whatchu know- Whatchu know about it? (foreign cars) Whatchu know about it? (all dis money) Whatchu know about it? (trap house) Whatchu know about it? You don't know about it (Cuban link) You don't know about it (tiger mink) Whatchu know about it? (all dis money) Whatchu know about it? I don't need no receipts I see it, I own it, I play for keeps Don't tell me the price, don't matter to me What I spend in a day, you make in a week They keep going up like a money tree Shop in these deals like a money spree Can't give you the gang, gotta charge a fee Queen of rack city, give me the key I be like "Send me the addy" Hop out the Porsche with a baddie Got a nice face and a fattie Do what I say like I'm daddy Been out here killin' em Yeah, this chain cost 'bout a million Told y'all make me 'bout a billion Yeah, we see who outchea, really am Look, I don't got no curb, I got mileage I'm always on the jet like a pilot (you can't afford this life) Ace of diamonds move, yeah, I'm throwin' (throwin' hunnids) Money fallin' to the floor like it's snowin' (pick it up hoe!) Wooh Whatchu know about it? (foreign cars) Whatchu know about it? (all dis money) Whatchu know about it? (trap house) Whatchu know about it? You don't know about it (Cuban link) You don't know about it (tiger mink) Whatchu know about it? (all dis money) Whatchu know about it? Whatchu know about it? (foreign cars) Whatchu know about it? (all dis money) Whatchu know about it? (trap house) Whatchu know about it? You don't know about it (Cuban link) You don't know about it (tiger mink) Whatchu know about it? (all dis money) Whatchu know about it? (you don't know shit!)

My 15 minutes stretching some hours late Bring me 15 bitches, I'll make 'em salivate 15 milion right on my fuckin' plate BOA, 15 hundred just to feast safe 15 feeling like I won a sweepstakes 15-hour flights when I leave the states 15 thousand dollars on a bracelet Had to buy two, I had the jeweler going apeshit Old friends doing 15 to life I changed my situation with some pristine advice Name a rapper hot as me, I'm 15 times the hype My bank account holds 15 times your life 15 cars like I'm collecting those 15 Fashion Nova packs, I'm collecting clothes Fan love 'cross the map, getting X and Os 15 bodyguards in my section, closed 15, 15, rose up from the depths, now I live a dream 15, 15, making history, this shit something they never seen 15 bad bitches, send a UberX 15 bitches mad I get uber checks 15 hunned Bhabies by the mosh pit Rap star, living life for my rock shit Like a pop shift, 15 in the Glock, bitch Think you hot shit? Get you 15 knots, quick That's a lump sum, sweaty bitches Trump dumb 15 shots to that head, I get 'em punch drunk 15 milli stalking that IG So why in the fuck would I need a ID? Hoes looking thirsty, get on my IV Voice of the new generation, you can't deny me Tape dropping September, I hope you hoes ready 15, Black Mamba, shit gon' be so deadly (Tape dropping September, I hope you hoes ready Bust 15 tons, this shit is so heavy) 15, 15, rose up from the depths, now I live a dream 15, 15, making history, this shit something they never seen