Dancin With the Stars!

Lyrics
[Intro] (BrentRambo) [Chorus] Got a crib in the clouds, now she wanna fuck with a star He tryna be me but he ain't up to par These niggas ain't going far In a PJ thirty K feet in the air, I'm dancing with the stars And the way she rock the boat, I just might let this ho drive the car They like, "Why you always in that 'Vette?" 'Cause, nigga, that's really my car [Verse 1] Behind my brothers put five on your head, get your ass smoked like a 'gar Behind my brothers put ten on your head, get your ass gone from afar When the XD pop, shit get bizarre We gon' get this nigga out the way Anything I say, it go my way Tryna say Wick broke, I'm like, "No way!" For the last six years, been getting cake Gotta watch who you call your friend 'Cause a lot of these niggas be snakes Took my family to Beni's, spent three hundred on lobster, shrimp, and steak I ain't gotta be street, nigga, chopper still eat niggas, I ain't one to play Every ex wanna know what I'm on, I just tell them hoes I'm living great She like, "How your bank account match your follower count?" Bitch, what you think? [Chorus] Got a crib in the clouds, now she wanna fuck with a star He tryna be me but he ain't up to par These niggas ain't going far In a PJ thirty K feet in the air, I'm dancing with the stars And the way she rock the boat, I just might let this ho drive the car [Post-Chorus] It's the same I hop in that 'Vette, drop the top and just go straight retarded Can't wait 'til I'm pushing the 720S right down the boulevard And I seen that shit that you dropping, lil' bro, TBH, it wasn't hard I cop CDG with the Calvin, just can't wait to hit London in March [Chorus] —clouds, now she wanna fuck with a star He tryna be me but he ain't up to par These niggas ain't going far In a PJ thirty K feet in the air, I'm dancing with the stars And the way she rock the boat, I just might let this ho drive the car They like, "Why you always in that 'Vette?" 'Cause, nigga, that's really my car [Outro] They like, "Why you always in that 'Vette?" 'Cause, nigga, that's really my car Behind my brothers put ten on your head, get your ass gone from afar (BrentRambo)
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Credits
- Writers
- Autumn!
- BrentRambo