Stan Lee* lyrics
by Pi’erre Bourne
[Verse]
Smokin' on this loud, yeah, my dank gon' roar
[?] they day I hold your door
[?] when we pull up, they gon' open your door
Lookin' fresh to death, yeah, life so short
Superhero, yeah, supervillain
[?], she want children
Ain't no business, pockets thicken
Sorry, got a [?] like Raf so Simons