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It's the rockstar trapstar, huh? These niggas know what the fuck going on, man Um, they used to be laughing Thought I was slow, but I shot right past them Yeah, rockstar Dead Fred, closet assassin I get on them Percs and I float like Aladdin Bad bitch like she came out of a pageant Top notch, I ain't never been average Jumped in the game and I shot right past them Um, they used to be laughing Thought I was slow, but I shot right past them Yeah, rockstar Dead Fred, closet assassin I get on them Percs and I float like Aladdin Bad bitch like she came out of a pageant Top notch, I ain't never been average Jumped in the game and I shot right past them Ay look, I ain't serving shit I get that work and I pass it Um, I'm in the country, them things go for 32 Niggas be calling me Magic Try this shit, get tragic Ooh, proper etiquette, bitch Yeah, serve out the Aston Shawty broke mad Letras de cancionesI walk in the bank and I laugh I got the bags, overload the Jag Just fresh off the flight, got jet lag Yeah, it ain't fair, playa Racks on me looking like thigh pads Um, shoot first, I ain't going out sad Angelina Jolie, Pitt I got the white boy, Brad Yeah, jumped in the game and I shot right past them, rockstar They used to be laughing Thought I was slow, but I shot right past them Yeah, rockstar Dead Fred, closet assassin I get on them Percs and I float like Aladdin Bad bitch like she came out of a pageant Top notch, I ain't never been average Jumped in the game and I shot right past them Um, they used to be laughing Thought I was slow, but I shot right past them Yeah, rockstar Dead Fred, closet assassin I get on them Percs and I float like Aladdin Bad bitch like she came out of a pageant Top notch, I ain't never been average Jumped in the game and I shot right past them From Letras Mania