Stars in the Ceiling

I am the huncho boss
I will… (Do what?)
Take one, take one off
Ridin' round itchin' (skrt)
Yea, my palms itchin' (cash)
Real grown, ain’t fucking with no children (grown man)
I’m not arguing with no bitches, I ain’t in it, nah (bitch)
When I pull up (huh)
Bet I hurt they feelings (see, skrt)
Niggas talking shit, now they miss it (kuh, wush)
Running all these packs through the city (runnin' wush)
I can’t tell my business cause you snitchin' (nooo)
When I wake up, stars in my ceilings (hrrr)