Starlord lyrics

[Intro]
We love you, Tecca

[Verse]
Don't play with me, I keep a K on me
Got your ho all in my bed, wanna spend a day with me
And I don't f*ck with n*ggas, you can't count the cake with me
Oh, that's a opp right there, Black Ops, FMJ on me
Me and my brothers smokin' on the reefer
I call up Wiz, n*gga, no Khalifa
Learn your lesson, n*gga, I'ma teach you
I'm in the field, n*gga, you a bleacher
All of my n*ggas they with the sh*t
Keep twin uzis like Autumar, Wick!
Hit 'em with the blicky, n*gga, yeah, the blick
All my n*ggas litty at the show, they get lit
We get lit like a fire, oh, he old, he retired
She love my melodies like a chior
I'm with Tecca, n*gga, we gon' slide in the Rari'
Big blicks, we gon' shoot at the party
Jump on the track like Jeff Hardy
Man I'm too fly, you thought I was departing, yeah
I'm on sum sh*t like Adam
He talking down I'm comin' right at 'em
White plug, I'ma call him Adam
Bullets on me, yeah, these bullets gon' tat' 'em
Tat' a n*gga like a artiste
I eat with my n*ggas, yeah, its our feast
Bad lil' baby, she ride so good
Could you put that thing in park please?
Or I'ma have to park her
She on the wall, Peter Parker
I ain't got no permit, b*tch, you wanna be permanent?
Lil' ho this ain't no marker
[Chorus]
Tecca keep that Tecca man
Clip keep them clips on 'em
Clipboard I'ma check you man
He said to get big on 'em
I know why you mad at me
Can't count these racks like me
Can't spit these facts like me
Can't get a check like me
Tecca keep that Tecca man
Clip keep them clips on 'em
Clipboard I'ma check you man
He said to get big on 'em
I know why you mad at me
Can't count these racks like me
Can't spit these facts like me
Can't get a check like me

[Outro]
Can't get a check like me
Can't get a check like me
I know you mad
I know you mad
Don't get mad
Boy, get glad
I know you mad