Closet Assassin Lyrics

It's the rockstar trapstar, huh?
These niggas know what the fuck going on, man

Um, they used to be laughing
Thought I was slow, but I shot right past them
Yeah, rockstar Dead Fred, closet assassin
I get on them Percs and I float like Aladdin
Bad bitch like she came out of a pageant
Top notch, I ain't never been average
Jumped in the game and I shot right past them
Um, they used to be laughing
Thought I was slow, but I shot right past them
Yeah, rockstar Dead Fred, closet assassin
I get on them Percs and I float like Aladdin
Bad bitch like she came out of a pageant
Top notch, I ain't never been average
Jumped in the game and I shot right past them

Ay look, I ain't serving shit
I get that work and I pass it
Um, I'm in the country, them things go for 32
Niggas be calling me Magic
Try this shit, get tragic
Ooh, proper etiquette, bitch
Yeah, serve out the Aston
Shawty broke mad
I walk in the bank and I laugh
I got the bags, overload the Jag
Just fresh off the flight, got jet lag
Yeah, it ain't fair, playa
Racks on me looking like thigh pads
Um, shoot first, I ain't going out sad
Angelina Jolie, Pitt
I got the white boy, Brad
Yeah, jumped in the game and I shot right past them, rockstar

They used to be laughing
Thought I was slow, but I shot right past them
Yeah, rockstar Dead Fred, closet assassin
I get on them Percs and I float like Aladdin
Bad bitch like she came out of a pageant
Top notch, I ain't never been average
Jumped in the game and I shot right past them
Um, they used to be laughing
Thought I was slow, but I shot right past them
Yeah, rockstar Dead Fred, closet assassin
I get on them Percs and I float like Aladdin
Bad bitch like she came out of a pageant
Top notch, I ain't never been average
Jumped in the game and I shot right past them