Five Stars - 88GLAM

Baddies in attendance, they ain’t showin' up late

I thought I was in the club, I ain’t watchin' my pace

We was vibin', but tomorrow, I’ma give you some space

Which one did you like?

Which one did you hate?

I was top-down when she seen me, 'Rari blue like genie

But she heard I’m from the 6ix and I got racks on when I TD

Show up to the telly, she was wetter than my VVs

Fucked her in her Rick’s, she used to sleeping on the ceiling

She ain’t seen that shit before (Seen that shit before), marble on the floor

(Marble on the floor)

Mobbin' on the low, mobbin' on the low

And I ain’t seen that shit before, dancin' like a bro

Droppin' to her toes, droppin' to her toes, yeah

I can see it in your eyes that you ain’t worried 'bout it

I can see it in your eyes that you ain’t worried 'bout it

Yeah, watch you get undressed, five-star model

Bitches in the pents, VV in my top row

Say it with your chest, chest, do some bravado

Watch how I finesse, 'nesse, I just hit the lotto

Bitches on my dick, that’s a bird in the wind

Totin' that revolver and make that shit spin

She gon' take this dick like a virgin again

Promise I won’t bash out, I’m splurgin' again

I just popped a 30, that shit give me a boost

Know the Glock is dirty, might pop out with the troops

Got a flock of birdies, I bring 'em in the coupe

New McFlurry, the ice cream paint is double scoop

Mama, she trippin' on me, it’s time to move out

Know that it’s lit when your neighbors tell you you’re too loud

All this drip on me, everyday rockin' new style

When them racks to the ceiling, yeah, we gon' start a new count

Watch you get undressed, five-star model

Bitches in the pents, VV in my top row

Say it with your chest, chest, do some bravado

Watch how I finesse, 'nesse, I just hit the lotto

Bitches on my dick, that’s a bird in the wind

Totin' that revolver and make that shit spin

She gon' take this dick like a virgin again

Promise I won’t bash out, I’m splurgin' again

Virgin again

Keep some real ones with me, you know that that’s a no-go

Keep that .40 on me in case they wan' play

These tables turning, now the pills on the ground

I’m in containers if I’m making it home

Holdin' me down, I can get used to the sound, yeah

I make it count when I pull up to your town, yeah

Had more problems ever since I dropped out of school

Guess they held grudges from way back in the day

It’s nothin' new

Droppin' a four in that shit, yeah

It gon' be some blitz, yeah

That’s a whole lot of risk, yeah

Livin' my life like this, yeah