Autumn!
Dancin With the Stars!
[Intro]
(BrentRambo)

[Chorus]
Got a crib in the clouds, now she wanna fuck with a star
He tryna be me but he ain't up to par
These n***as ain't going far
In a PJ thirty K feet in the air, I'm dancing with the stars
And the way she rock the boat, I just might let this ho drive the car
They like, "Why you always in that 'Vette?" 'Cause, n***a, that's really my car

[Verse 1]
Behind my brothers put five on your head, get your ass smoked like a 'gar
Behind my brothers put ten on your head, get your ass gone from afar
When the XD pop, shit get bizarre
We gon' get this n***a out the way
Anything I say, it go my way
Tryna say Wick broke, I'm like, "No way!"
For the last six years, been getting cake
Gotta watch who you call your friend
'Cause a lot of these n***as be snakes
Took my family to Beni's, spent three hundred on lobster, shrimp, and steak
I ain't gotta be street, n***a, chopper still eat n***as, I ain't one to play
Every ex wanna know what I'm on, I just tell them hoes I'm living great
She like, "How your bank account match your follower count?" Bitch, what you think?
[Chorus]
Got a crib in the clouds, now she wanna fuck with a star
He tryna be me but he ain't up to par
These n***as ain't going far
In a PJ thirty K feet in the air, I'm dancing with the stars
And the way she rock the boat, I just might let this ho drive the car

[Post-Chorus]
It's the same I hop in that 'Vette, drop the top and just go straight retarded
Can't wait 'til I'm pushing the 720S right down the boulevard
And I seen that shit that you dropping, lil' bro, TBH, it wasn't hard
I cop CDG with the Calvin, just can't wait to hit London in March

[Chorus]
—clouds, now she wanna fuck with a star
He tryna be me but he ain't up to par
These n***as ain't going far
In a PJ thirty K feet in the air, I'm dancing with the stars
And the way she rock the boat, I just might let this ho drive the car
They like, "Why you always in that 'Vette?" 'Cause, n***a, that's really my car

[Outro]
They like, "Why you always in that 'Vette?" 'Cause, n***a, that's really my car
Behind my brothers put ten on your head, get your ass gone from afar
(BrentRambo)