Rich Adub - Hood Popstar

I'm feeling like it's valentine all this chrome on
My family yea that's ybi they selling Flintstones

I'm dancing in yo bitch pussy with these ricks on
My cup like a bougie bitch it coast a supreme coat

Standing on the table throwing gang up
Crib so fucking big I need a arcade huh

You talking all that gangster shit so why you chain tucked
They think I got thigh pads on yea hut

Shawn Michaels from the rope I'ma pretty boy
Lil veeze spent 20 on matti boy
Lamborghini boy big boy kits

Call me Rick James pop star shit
All black on you'll think my wrist sleet
All black frames on life behind tent

5 start rating on my gta shit
If they knew what I did I'll be locked for that shit

Free my members out these cages they be hating
You'll I was banging c cause these faces

Fucking on these thot model these hoes basic
Rich nigga fucking rich hoes I'm they favorite
Ima toxic nigga I got toxic vibes

I'm not 24 but I'm tapped in with the mob
Yeah them sharks they pop you infront your mom

Free Shawn im trying to send you 500 shots
For Father's Day all want wock and pop

My dog 16 he will walk you down in crocks
Free that member free my baby baby shock

Written by:
Arrington Wallace

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