STARPOWER

Lyrics

[Intro] God damn God damn God damn Aye, look look! [Verse 1] I'm gettin' money, I know they mad at it I heard your music, all of us laughed at it Swerzie and Downtime gon' never be bad at it It's Rotstar season coming up They wanted smoke, so now I'm buckin' up If I command, then they gon' fuck it up They never used to pay no mind to us, now it's labels tryin' to get in touch with us These locals actin' like they run with us, but I ain't even met not even one of ya Competition, I ain't never had it I left all these rappers in the fucking dust It's Rotten gang, my whole team bout' that havoc Anyone get close, they finna go through us [Bridge] You gettin' mad, I'm getting rich You gettin' mad, I'm getting- (whoa, whoa) You getting mad, I'm getting rich I might go VS my neck and my wrist I just got paid and you broke as a bitch Bad bitch seen my IG then ran up my digits [Verse 2] My clout not even all the way up I don't do verses, I don't lay up You want a feature, better pay up They sleepin', soon they gonna stay up I heard they said that I won't ever make it, if you want it like that, better pray up You run up on me with a fuckin' issue, you better pull up on me with your K up It's Icy Rotten, I don't trust nobody else, cause everyone went betrayed us [Verse 3] And this shit get deeper than muhfuckin' rap You say you run shit, you know that shit cap Outfit designer, you shopping at Gap These rappers stuck, bitch, I'm runnin' through laps I keep my girlfriends where I keep my strap You better know that that bitch face stay on top of my lap My diamonds Voss, you whole necklace from tap I'm finna put Rotten up on the map I'm finna put my whole team on the globe, while you worrying about lil' shit, ain't going to check I just went spent your whole paycheck, it's texts from the white people looking like "How you do that?" I'm rocking Black Cats at Jordan 4 Retro and I'm finna step on you muhfucking rats Icy Rotten 4L, this shit is for life, whole gang already got that shit, [?] intact [Verse 4] Arm and a leg if you need a damn verse I'm popping perkys, my plug is a nurse I don't do Coach, bitch, Chanel is my purse I don't fly coach, bitch, my class is in first When I pull up, their reaction the worst They know I'm finna hit em' where it hurt I'm finna steal, bad bitches you know that I'm finna dick em' Bitch I run up, and my dog he gon' sic em They in my city then out I'ma kick em If you say something then I'ma go rid em Like fuck you and everyone that pulled up with him I'm smoking backwood from backwood, Atlanta Shit got me high as a bitch, fuckin' lit up I just pulled up with that Japanese Phantom Poured that hoe out, and my Hi-Tec, I mix up [Outro] You best stay on flow I don't rock LV that ain't Virgil Abloh Used to get laughed at for rapping on SoundCloud but now I get checks to have my pockets bellow How you gon' hate when I'm up and you below And how when I see you you walk up like "Hello" Y'all ain't on shit, y'all just hard for the internet Aimin' at that, smoke you out like a Rello