Jackie Platinum, Kevinhilfiger, POPSTARBILLS - "Varsity Allstars" lyrics

I don't wanna be alone
But I'd rather be alone
Fuck your problems baby i don't wanna know
If you love me baby you just lemme know
I been riding 'round the city
I'm with Kevin and Jackie big pack with me
And we met up with some baddies
Gang too pretty if it's litty send the addy
If you got a problem try and come at me
Bitch we get it lit in the spot
We don't care if you hot
Yea we poppin' and you not
Yea I guess you really thought
Baby show me what you got
I think I like you a lot
I might, I might shoot my shot
I might, I might shoot my shot

Yea, yеa, yea alright
Baby i've been making money on the road
I done promised all my family


Members I ain't bringing home
Goodnight I don't know who I call
When I'm hurting all night
I can see you here with me
But it is not right
I can feel you here with me
My brothers who died
But I can't say goodbye
So I visit you and cry
Big guns out in Hollywood baby you wanna die?
I been fucking up my money
Every time it multiply
She wan fuck up my money but
We all got feelings too
I don't wanna know you but I know me too
I don't wanna hate you but I hate me too
I been moving grapevine, me and you
My ex bitch is rich but she
Off of the dog food
I don't really think she love me
'cause she in a bad mood
I done fucked up my money
From all of my tattoos
If you look me in the face
You'd think I'm a bad dude
But I'm back here baby with my hands tied
If you wanna fuck with me
Then see the man die
If you wanna sleep with me
Then see me smile once
I don't got time for all
Of these tired cunts, for real bitch
Leave your mans face scarred up
Like he seal bitch
I can't open up the seal bitch, heal bitch

I can't even feel shit
Tell me is this real shit open up the window
Breath the gases in
I, can't find, a reason for me to go by
They say life gives you lemons
Well I'm chugging fucking lemonade
Pouring straight drop got the wock
In the minute maid
Get the fuck out bitch it's
Dark and I'm so afraid
Fourth quarter buzzer beater bitch I
Shoot a fade away
Trap holiday, Romeo and Juliet we ride away
Oh fuck, that's right they died
Times changing
Stomp all on your forehead it
Will leave you fuckin' brainless
You don't know nothing you don't have
The right to say shit
Basic, in a clinic tryna get a facelift
Bitch I need a new one, I need a replacement
All she wanna do is go
In the backyard smoke cigarettes
Then give me All this brain
Up in the basement
She like groupie but I haven't even made it
Bitch I don't like you
Gotta watch my words what I say like a haiku
Smoking on this gas staring up till
The sky turn light blue what will i do?

Oh fuck all my enemies I do
Not know what fear means
Oh pass me the liquor I'm sick
Of drinking the clear things
Bitch rolling off the shrooms
She say she starting to hear thing
Dead friends on my mind
Yea the thoughts are piercing
Bitch, I just want the truth
I'm not talking Paul Pierce ring
I attack in the booth
Baby know I'm a fierce thing

Watch this, know you see me on the watch list
Options, bitch yea you know
I got some options
Flossin', but I could pass
It like I'm Stockton
Talk shit you gon really leave
Us with no option smoking gas pack
We don't pass that
Ya'll some pack rats, we just stack racks
Shawty make it clap
No hands 'cause her ass fat
Think I need that, I'ma dive
In, I won't be back, i won't be back

Ye, Ye, Ye
Jump Rope, cut throat bitch I say fuck no
Dumb hoe got a cold soul, fuck the bro code
I been smoking on this gas pack like Sunoco
Penthouse crib I'm feeling like I'm Mojojojo
Smoking heroin stick and that shit
Got me moving slow mo
Big bags on the mic I feel like im tony Romo
He be sucking on the blunt like a dick
That's a homo
Free rondo, balling in the morning, Alonzo