Strz - Snap Capone, 1st Born, Stardom

She wanna roll with stars

She fell in love with the money and the real fast cars

Rolling round with the Dope Boys and the drillers and the dargs

Had a thing for the thugs and the drugs, all she wanted was a part

Digging deep for the gold, no she never had a heart

She fell in love with the money and the real fast cars

Rolling round with the Dope Boys and the drillers and the dargs

Had a thing for the thugs and the drugs, all she wanted was a part

Digging deep for the gold, no she never had a heart

Baby I’m a G, you can see it in my eyes

Baby so thicc you can see it through her thighs

Ordered a MAC and it came with some fries

This watch on my wrist cost your whole life

Dope Boy SN, shopping spree West End

I stay with a Wesson, them boys beg friend

So much dinner I had to stash some

Had to fly to Turkey for a fat bump

Tom Ford belt, V12's

Buy and resale, stitches in detail

Hundred in my mattress, nigga I sleep well

Cocaine white like a blue-eyed female (It's Capone)

Put it on my life I’ma trap till I die

Complimentary dinners and trips to Dubai

Mayfair hotels, name ringing like doorbells

I could weigh a whole brick, no scales

She wanna roll with stars

She fell in love with the money and the real fast cars

Rolling round with the Dope Boys and the drillers and the dargs

Had a thing for the thugs and the drugs, all she wanted was a part

Digging deep for the gold, no she never had a heart

She fell in love with the money and the real fast cars

Rolling round with the Dope Boys and the drillers and the dargs

Had a thing for the thugs and the drugs, all she wanted was a part

Digging deep for the gold, no she never had a heart

Star on my waist, stars in the Wraith

Wrap white like Aitch, all she wanted was a taste

Dope Boy like Warren

New whip’s fast and furious, it’s a foreign

Bad B riding on my BD

It’s only right that I put her in CC

Only tens with me, no offers

I’ve got stakes in these bricks, Warren Buffett

Bando, mixing like Jazzy Jeff

She’s Moroccan, might fly her out to Marrakech

When I roll with a star I tell her «Stash it»

I was a S-T-A-R before rapping

I might never stop trapping

He flew in the carpet like Aladdin

Big dripper, she fell in love with a driller

Took her out the hood, Cinderella’s slipper

She wanna roll with stars

She fell in love with the money and the real fast cars

Rolling round with the Dope Boys and the drillers and the dargs

Had a thing for the thugs and the drugs, all she wanted was a part

Digging deep for the gold, no she never had a heart

She don’t wanna fly like Bonnie & Clyde

Chanel on her arm, got the money inside

Oh, expensive type

Likes to do whatever she likes

Ooh-ooh-ooh

Blow a bag on her sho-oo-oe's

She do it for the ooh-ooh-ooh

You know the drip stays new, stays new