Starkiesha

When they ask me what I'm living fo Tell em my momma, my children and my bitches yo Plus I do it for my niggas bro The go gettas throat slittaz and the grittas yo I done lead a life on the streets On mommas, kudda died in the streets All the stress, so in my pipe there's a leaf I see the future, in my eyes there's relief It's me and Starkiesha-coincide to the beat In her mind, go in deep Vampire style-we don't speak, we in-synch So we correlated, Decepticon King, bitch I'm coronated Guerilla Warfare team, like Noreaga All black big strap, like the Terminator Stay fresh, Iacon like the himalayas Go hyphy in the bed, get innovative Break me down in to pieces: make a mosaic When it's my turn, put her in the boilermaker Transformer sound, so they know it's Mega Me quieres cojer, en arena de la playa Go Starkiesha Put a trance ona nig Do dem pilates Dance on the stick Do the Mac Dre That's hand over chips BitCoin or cash Get it hand over fist When they ask me what I'm living fo Tell em my momma, my children and my bitches yo Plus I do it for my niggas bro The go gettas throat slittaz and the grittas yo E scooter wouldn't charge, so we walk em down Young Beaux P black sheep, Ima problem child The matte black fake nigga paint, is not allowed Turn the fish in to bullets, then I fed the whole crowd Don't look never point, so quit talkin loud Wrist rockets bitch, gotta get to ze chawpa now Finna slide on they home base, ain't no optin out The devil knows all secrets, can't let him walk around Never speak about it, never be without it Nigga we about it Finna make it rain with the choppa, gotta lookin cloudy These niggas rowdy Hexa mouthy but they game lousy Niggas work wit Tommy so you know I have to keep onme It's tax season, might catch him with his baby mommy Stay low key, I hate these niggas like Ambercrombie Shippin weed packs of green saucy To Chillicothe Had to pay his bond, watch him obscond What the kill cost me Go Starkiesha Put a trance ona nig Do dem pilates Dance on the stick Do the Mac Dre That's hand over chips BitCoin or cash Get it hand over fist But I can call the Crips, and get you hit, like Big Poppa My gun spray like bonaka, for these shit talkas I got my diaper, so I hope you got that shit onya If yousa dark skin fem hen I put the dick onya If yousa salty corn chip, I'm bouta dip onya It sound like thunder, when I listen to my innervoice If yousa black man, kill a trumper Time to go get dem boys When they ask me what I'm livin fo Tell em my momma