Astro Man (feat. J Fendi518)

I keep a auto on me like I'm Astro Man Stretching my money elastic bands Bitches be blowing I know they are fans I'm getting money I need the advance I just pulled up in a ghost Imma just fly over coast These people be doing the most I'm kicking this shit like I'm Po I'm dripping my head to my toes She like the taste of my red She don't wanna get out my bed I can't get out of her head I just be counting up bread Pussy boy fill him wit lead My chopper is special no ED Foreign bitch giving me head Play wit me leaving you dead You is a rat you a fed You not my girl you my friend Stacking my money up to the ceiling yea Bitch is crazy if she think she can play wit my feelings Bitch imma dog so I'm having my feedings And I'm taking whatever I'm pleasing Sipping wok hard and I'm leaning Smoking on gas and I'm dreaming Diamonds just glow My bullets going to blow I'm counting up dough She giving me throat I'm rocking her boat She pulling my rope She catching my load I'm bussing my tote Aye getting money everyday I never leave my crib wit out the K If you mess with my shooters then you better pray They never miss and they aim at your brain She call me a dog that boy is a pup Getting this money you know that I'm up Just poured a 4 in the motherfucking cup hey Hey skirt in the Bentley That bitch is so friendly I'm getting this money I'm stacking Fucking this bitch n I beat her back in I'm getting the money then chasing the backend hey I'm advancing n I'm getting This money My diamonds they dancing Bitch wanna f*ck Told her kiss me Getting this money I'm counting like 50 hey Hey imma skirt in the ghost That lil bitch be yea she be doing the most hey She be shaking that ass hey She bounce it for cash hey She a Treesha Imma stack it and sip on Wockesha That lil bitch yea she a Treesha Hey hey you know Stacking my guap imma go to the top Run up on me you get shot with a Glock And a K in the back you know that I'm strapped Run on me bitch I'm quick to attack And he running like track Running like laps Running like laps Shot in the trap Gang Yea hey I'm yea I been stacking Yea he been slacking Getting the money I'm chasing the backend hey I feel like the goat Run up on me you get shot in your coat I keep a auto on me like I'm Astro Man Stretching my money elastic bands Bitches be blowing I know they are fans I'm getting money I need the advance But a cold heart beats slow Chrome heart Vlone And I stay in my zone Uh yea like a king in a throne Why the f*ck you calling my phone Thought I just told you to leave me alone Imma just sin and never atone Chopper talks back better watch yo tone You talking crazy I aim at your dome These bullets are real not fuckin foam You is a pussy now you in a tomb