Top Songs By Allstar JR
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Allstar JR
Performer
Woodboy Gee
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy C Ford
Songwriter
Najee Cooper
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big Savage
Producer
Aaron Redd
Mixing Engineer
Skyler Gibbons
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Rich Striker Music
D-D-D-Welcome to Get A Bag Records
This Robbie Bentley with that chopstick
Gimme some cash
Count Dog shit, Mews
This car go super fast, I done got super rich
This hoe super bad, call her my super bitch
My hoe wrist glass, that mean it's super lit
Don't get your shit crashed, I send super blitz
This car go super fast, I done got super rich
This hoe super bad, call her my super bitch
My hoe wrist glass, that mean it's super lit
Don't get your shit crashed, I send super blitz
I'm on Dairy Ashford in the chair getting tapered up
Scrolling through my phone, tryna see which **** main the fuck
My **** sheisty, yeah, it's love if you came with us
Stripping all these ****, ain't nobody came with us
Know how I get busy, 50 off the Rickies
Glitching all my watches, 41 misting the whiskey to you ****
YoungBooALoaded doing Philly on you ****
Million dollars worth of Kane, sell a ghillie to these ****
We play the plug, bro, I'm good on that front shit
I'm good, Starless Tossin' Wrench, you good for this month, bitch
Sian, we gon' make a mill off this run quick
It's 40 bones in the trunk like a skunk rig
This car go super fast, I done got super rich
This hoe super bad, call her my super bitch
My hoe wrist glass, that mean it's super lit
Don't get your shit crashed, I send super blitz
This car go super fast, I done got super rich
This hoe super bad, call her my super bitch
My hoe wrist glass, that mean it's super lit
Don't get your shit crashed, I send super blitz
This car go super fast, I'm in Houston, Texas, smoking super gas
All outside the club, just spent the check, like, 'Where my Uber at'?
I cashed a hundred racks out on my neck, like, 'Where your jeweler at'?
I'm moving sacks, they know I sell them bows right where the shooters at
Once inside your bag, I'm in my Goyard getting cootie cash
I walk in the mall, they break they neck, they be like, 'Who is that'?
Nine times out of ten, these **** broke, these **** going flat
Went to jail, got pulled with fifty bubble, I ain't going back (I did)
I smoke out the pound, these bumbaclots smoke out the ounce
Plus, I ain't rent this house to live, I'm here to trap it out
I put that dick all in the rears, I got a tap and ice
My mama a bitch, if I ain't lit as shit, I'm rapping 'bout it
This car go super fast, I done got super rich
This hoe super bad, call her my super bitch
My hoe wrist glass, that mean it's super lit
Don't get your shit crashed, I send super blitz
This car go super fast, I done got super rich
This hoe super bad, call her my super bitch
My hoe wrist glass, that mean it's super lit
Don't get your shit crashed, I send super blitz
This ****, super, super, super
I'm going super fast, what a super bitch
Written by: Jeremy C Ford, Najee Cooper