"Fear Street" lyrics

[sneak:]
And they know I Ball Hog the moment, yeah, they ain't fuckin' doin' nothin'
Woke up seein' stars, I'm not in no movie, yeah
Every day, drive foreign cars, yeah, my life a movie, yeah
In yo' city for a day, the ho, she thick, got fucked
Yeah, I might shoot you, lord knows who fucked me up
And this not no motherfuckin' Tesla truck
Yeah, we duckin' feds and they can't keep up
Shawty stuck up in my head, I can't get away from her

[Protect:]
She suck me 'til I'm dead, I can't get away from her
She ride the dick like pegs, ride the shit like a truck
Bitch, I don't need no stylist, yeah
Feel like a zombie off the addy, yeah
Don't rock Abecrombie, just Givenchy, boy
Money spread, I'm on flight
I'm tryna leave the chop' on Jayson Tatum
This ain't Twitch, have my twin raid him
I'm in ATL with some real right guys
He did not make the squad, had to fuckin' trade him
Fucked a alt ho, I told her I was a Bladee fan
If you speak on my niggas, you a walkin' dead man

[sneak:]
Fully ARP will flip yo' shit, Eleven
You know we all rich, we came in with some blood men
Shawty stupid thick, ass soft like sheep skin
You'll see us, then you know you'll probably see some bands
Bitch, I feel like Harden, cook up with the left hand
We some Goodfellas, might kill yo' best man
I don't fuck with them, so I won't shake their damn hands
Man, I'm different and I swerve and wreck, yeah
I see everything that she projectin'
That's my dreadhead, like, look for Payton
We don't know you niggas, why you fakin'?
Too high like the airplane, but I can't land