Starscream Lyrics

Ooh, jigga-wagga-jigga like that

Oh, yeah

Them fiends want the map, they keep screamin' I want ice cream

So I went 60 in this bitch, I'm flyin' like I'm Starscream

Whip it in the kitchen, turn Britney Spears to Charlie Sheen

Right up in the microwave, I'm just waitin' for it to Ding

Turn into a dope-sellin' bastard when I'm off the beans

I'm supplying everything, I'm a junkie's real dream

Have you seen a dope jump from a one to a three

Plus, I'm punchin' out that bag like I'm motherfuckin' Creed

Baby said she want a boss, come fuck with the team

I'm teachin' all my bitches how to stuff like a dean

All the junkies give me free shit, while I serve for the fee

They love how I stir this shit up like some tea

Shit, I'm stackin' every dollar like a motherfuckin' Pringle

Black with orange stripes, I make the engine roar just like a bengal

If I can't count on woedy, then get the fuck up out my sequel

If I press into the opps, they better go and call on Jesus

Riding with 10 sticks like it's goddamn legal

Servin' every custom breakdown cause I feel that eagle

What you doin' with it? I put it on for my people

Get to fronting my brothers packs with that fff in the regal

First thing when I wake, use that scale to weigh the dope

Number two, I'm bout to roll a three, five for the zoaps

Start up all those three flavors, pick out what you want

Pull up with that four for four deal up in the trunk

The fiends want the map, they keep screamin' how I want ice cream

So I'm 160 in this bitch, I'm flyin' like I'm Starscream

Whippin' in the kitchen, turn Britney Spears to Charlie Sheen

Right up in the microwave, I'm just waitin' for it to ding

Turn to a dope-sellin' bastard when I'm off the beans

I'm supplin' everything, I'm a junkie's real dream

Have you seen a dope jump from a one to a three

Plus I'm punchin' out that bag like I'm motherfuckin' Creed