Super Lyrics

Aye aye

Two headshots we got him gone

Aye aye

Rick Owens not Under Armour

Aye aye

Fuck that bitch, I think she your daughter

Aye aye

Hop in the whip I feel like Spartan aye

Cause I'm charging Vlone on me they don't got it aye

Aye pop me like three damn percs, I feel like Lil Gotit

With your BM in my DM feeling like Yo Gotti

Only things that's going down yeah is your shawty

Maserati drifting through the fucking bodies

My bro chop that brick yeah like Karate

She just wanna kid I just want her body aye aye

She just wanna kid I just want her body aye aye

She just wanna kick it I said that's your shawty aye aye

She just wanna kick it like is some Karate aye aye

Fraction of a ticket that's an AP on me aye

She something like a cricket way she hopping on this dick

Making all this money I just spend it then I flip huh

Fucking on this thottie she want dick give her dick

That's your thottie and she be all up on my dick

Ask my homie yeah he had me hold a glick

And my enemies I might just shoot you spit

With the mask on you don't know who fucking did it aye

How much does my outfit cost? It's not your business aye

But just know it costs a lot like hella digits aye

She let me rub up on her spot, that's her kitty

But all you know is she a thot, you petty

And if you don't got a lot then I just pity

You a fool 'cause you drool I'm in your city

Acting stupid when the limelight it be hittin'

Say her kitten tastes like chicken, finger lickin'

Oh no I won't say no names, he brought the glick in

Made a banger of a song I get the tickets

Yeah she super mad that I'm gone she be missin'

And they super mad money long, it be hittin'