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#starmoney/underworld - lza lyrics

[intro]
shoutout my n*gga metal slug, bro
real starmoney sh*t, you is not what we on, yeah

[verse]
got to get this money, b*tch, i can’t wait for no one
all these n*ggas think they al capone, they never sold nun’
i just took this n*gga b*tch and i had that ho’ cumming
ain’t no caps in my raps, i really did have these n*ggas running
every n*gga gangster till an uzi pointed at his face
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas, feeling like i am a other race
doing magic on your b*tch, i feel like i am david blaine
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas, ’cause all these n*ggas f*cking lame
i’m chasing all the money, why these n*ggas out here chasing fame?
n*ggas popular, but homeless, man, that sh*t a shame
i heard you took that b*tch back after n*ggas ran a train
and all these n*ggas broke as f*ck, and these n*ggas stalk my page
do the dash to the money, but my name ain’t f*cking dame
all these b*tches follow trends, i don’t want them, ’cause them b*tches lame
ed hardy and true religion, these n*ggas be sneaking dissing
n*ggas grown as f*ck and they be following little children
i don’t f*ck with white b*tches, they be acting like the victim
since the beginning of time, all them b*tches been the f*cking villain
once you f*ck that ho’, your black ass going to be in prison
trying to be a star and get this money, that’s my f*cking mission
n*ggas just be hating, they just see me as some competition
animosity, they be hating, n*ggas act like b*tches
i ain’t ever ask for help, had to get it out the mud
tell me what you need and i can get it, b*tch, i’m like the plug
i ain’t never meet these n*ggas, so i do not show them love
pretty model b*tch, i taught that ho’ how to f*cking jugg
sh*lls up in that n*gga back like he is a ninja turtle
you be chasing b*tches that don’t want you like you steve urkel
punch a n*gga in his jaw till his f*cking cheek purple
n*gga, i’m a f*cking beast, your ass is a f*cking gerbil
n*gga, i’m a little off, ’cause i ain’t ever verbal
b*tch, i’m always in the cut like i’m waiting for my curfew
pull up with your b*tch, looking clean, ysl perfume
turned up with my n*gga clipse till the sky turn purple
counting money, when i look up at this sh*t, i’m stargazing
b*tch, i love ben franklin, i could never be a racist
trying to get this money, rent a lambo for a d*mn vacation
i’m a star, i got cash, i see why these n*ggas hating
playing with your b*tch and i ain’t talking no atari
birthed all these n*ggas swag, put my ass on maury
this that real dark ass sh*t and i ain’t talking about no carti
pull up on me, tell that n*gga it’s an underworld party

- lza lyrics

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