Ghetto Superstar Lyrics
[Intro]
I got a bullet with your name on it, f*ckin' kill 'em
So f*ck your eyes, as I sip this Glock, we twistin' livers
I got a bullet with your name on it, f*ckin' kill 'em
(Southside on the track, yeah)
So f*ck your eyes, as I sip this Glock, we twistin' livers
(Mustard on the beat, ho')
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
My money don't sleep (Sleep), I'm slow to speak (Slow to speak)
Pour the whole P (Woo, woo), It's holy (Woo, woo)
Take two-fifty (Yeah, yeah), right overseas (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a ghetto superstar, like I'm ODB (I'm ODB)
My closet clean (Yeah, yeah), rock everythin' (Yeah, yeah)
He wanna shoot it, shoot it, shoot it, let it ring (Woo, woo)
Take everythin' (Woo, woo), and flee the scene (Woo, woo)
Real red fiend, ready for anythin'
[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]
My young nigga see what they poppin' off, high intel and drop 'em off
Internet, they tough as hell, outside, they kind and soft
Dream got a nigga high as hell, I was down there, not at all
Floor seats, I be fly as hell, wrist frost, I could buy a loaf
Three-fifty my service fee, an extra one is courtesy (Ooh, yeah)
Had the fandom out in London, told 'em "Close the curtains, please"
And she be (And she be), with me every week (With me every week)
Miami Beach, window be off a tee (A tee)
New Fazo's, I don't crease 'em up, my Maybach creepin' up
They don't pat me down at no club, I gotta keep it tucked
All the gang ties rooted, like a f*ckin' tree trunk
Just make sure you put some respect on it when you speak of us
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch & Doe Boy]
My money don't sleep, I'm slow to speak
Pour the whole P (Let's go), It's holy (Let's go)
Take two-fifty (Let's go), right overseas (Go)
I'm a ghetto superstar, like I'm ODB (ODB)
My closet clean, rock everythin' (No, phew)
He wanna shoot it, shoot it, shoot it, let it ring (Baow, baow, baow)
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Take everythin' and flee the scene (Go)
Real red fiend, ready for anythin' (Oh, really?)
[Verse 2: Doe Boy]
I hit Roddy line, I told the opps I got the tee (Go)
B-I-G D-O-E, got the tee's, R.I.P. (Baow, baow)
Big dope Beezy got the tee, I sip dead niggas when I drink (Beezy)
Get your bitch up off my D, I'm not my Cuban, I don't link (Come here)
I don't link, I don't even answer my phone, ho', I don't speak
I got rich, I pay a maid now, but I'll steal a sweep (Baow, baow)
Sweep his ass like seven games, I come through clutch, I did a three (Swish)
I'ma up this big ass switch, you get a scratch on this big B (Skrrt)
Damn me, stripper so amazed, so I'm flyin' Benji's (Mwah, come here)
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