all-star fair

(Yea) Can't let these racks Get the best of my head I want croissants with the feta in it Bitch you can't stop What you never started I'm on they necks, so they wantin' my air I always win, ain't no need to compare When they see me, drop they jaw and they stare I wanna ride, baby come treat me fair Bitch I'm the hot one No sean evans Might two-piece these hoes If they keep talkin' Bitch you off one Got no balance Independent like Written on tax forms Beat that shit up 'til it hit like my snare I'm throwin' spells out with frivolous flare You throwin' subs you a chump, boy you weird I puff on my blunt i'm blue dreamin bout bread Don't give a f*ck bout who Neckin' in bed You want a dub want my Sloppy second Beat niggas up, like i'm playin' Tekken you want ya' round you could slide and get it Yea (Yea) Can't let these racks Get the best of my head I want croissants with the Feta in it Bitch you can't stop What you never started I'm on they necks, so they wantin' my air I always win, ain't no need to compare When they see me, drop they jaw and they stare I wanna ride, baby come treat me fair Yea I wanna ride I wanna ride I wanna ride Yea Yea Yea