In the hood, I'm a star All my niggas livin' large
Foreign bitches, foreign cars Yeah, and the feds know who we are
And the ops know who we are In the hood, I'm a star
Yeah, all my niggas livin' large Got mine on the corner, send a ride
Yeah, and the feds know who we are Your main bitch know who we are
Look, bitch, I get it poppin' in the hood, I'm a star
We put up and parkin', we ain't shootin' on no cars
Piled it up, now you shorty wanna FaceTime Still got my 40 by the waistline
Cause ain't nobody gonna take mine, turn on my
Jackpot, flip-flops, still out on the road Who's on flip-flops, still gettin' for the
low Switch hoes, switch clothes, never switch
a barcode In the hood, I'm a star
All my niggas livin' large Foreign bitches, foreign cars
Yeah, and the feds know who we are And the ops know who we are
In the hood, I'm a star
Yeah, all my niggas livin' large Got mine on the corner, send a ride
Yeah, and the feds know who we are Your main bitch know who we are
In the hood, I'm a star
Man up, man up In the kitchen with the crabs up
*** a pound of her crab son That I bought at like Al-One, yeah
Fifty shots of my handgun
My clip, too long
I jump, two phones
Tram line, go brrrr
Get money, all hundreds
Money counter, go brrrr
Ooh, yeah, pray to my shooter
Ooh, better pray he don't do ya
Use your brain, he won't lose it, yeah
In the hood, I'm a star
All my niggas livin' large
Foreign bitches, foreign cars
In the fence, know who we are
In the house, know who we are
In the hood, I'm a star
All my niggas livin' large
Set track
In the fence, know who we are
In the house, know who we are
L dermat imprisoned, yeah
In the fence, know who we are
In the home, know who we are
He let me in to hustle

Aaaaah
Anyone wanna rock out
It ain't hard toえ
It ain't hard toe
I'm a big ones friend not you
You are the man, you know, my nigga, y'all.
You have to keep this, eh?
You understand what I'm saying?