[Chorus]
Thirty in my gun
Let it off, they run
Don't rock rue21
My belt is BB

I feel like a star
But I'm not on TV
Why yo bitch so easy
Her [?] can't see me

Thirty in my gun
Let it off, they run
Don't rock rue21
My belt is BB

I feel like a star
But I'm not on TV
Why yo bitch so easy
Her [?] can't see me

[Verse]
She blowin' up my phone
She barely get reply
She in her feelings now
She said she bout to cry
No mercy for a thot
No, I can't waste my time
I just want the titties
I just want the thighs

You just a 2-piece
I just need the fries
These hoes used to flex on me
Like they exercise

I keep it 100
I can't tell a lie
Play me like a dummy
Then I tell you bye

[Chorus]
Thirty in my gun
Let it off, they run
Don't rock rue21
My belt is BB

I feel like a star
But I'm not on TV
Why yo bitch so easy
Her [?] can't see me
Thirty in my gun
Let it off, they run
Don't rock rue21
My belt is BB

I feel like a star
But I'm not on TV
Why yo bitch so easy
Her [?] can't see me