[Intro]
The way I'm feeling, I've been feeling like a star
Need to slow down on them drugs, keep popping these bars
I got about 4 cars up in the garage
And I can't even drive, but them bitches push start

[Verse 1]
Ay, bitches straight, backpack
Choppa bullets, rat-a-tat
Bad yellow bitch eating dick like a rap snack
Her pussy on me, back that
You know imma' hit that
She said she never had a orgasm, imma' fix that
Bitch I'm married to the game, I won't ever get a prima
My bitch she playing with my balls, call her Serena
I be beating the pussy up, just like Ike did Tina
She turned my dick white, cause that bitch was a creamer