Rainbows & Stars (unreleased) lyrics

Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
You a copier (Copier)
Yeah, you like to copy sh*t (I'm on that sh*t)
You wasn't even on this style until Yung Carti popped this sh*t, yeah
I got hella hoes, ooh
And they poppin' sh*t, yeah
I got poppin' hoes, ooh
On they poppin' sh*t, ooh
I need a solid ho, ooh
Harder than a brick
My b*tch bad with no makeup kit, ooh
And she with the sh*t
She gotta top me off and zip her lip, ooh
While I zip a brick
I got choppers on my mama couch, ooh
Pints all in the fridge, ooh
When I leave the crib, ooh
Go check on my kids, ooh
All these n*ggas my kids, ooh
I just f*cked they b*tch, ooh
All these n*ggas my kids, ooh
I just f*cked they b*tch
Kickstand lit, lean, b*tch
Throw it in the back, we lit, yeah
Throw it in the back, we lit, yeah
Thumb through the check, we lit
Ayy, I'm f*ckin' this b*tch, I flex, she split, ooh
All on the di*k she do trick, ooh
I told that b*tch that she it, ooh
I told the b*tch she the sh*t, ooh
All of my n*ggas'll hit
I give 'em the guap, he goin' to hit
He go on a mission, he hit 'em with kick, ooh
Kick the lil b*tch with the stick, ooh
He goin' out bad, that's it, ooh
I'm with the set like I'm Dip, ooh
Now with the set, I'm pimp, ooh
I swear I could be that lil pimp, ooh
I swear she need a lil pimp, ooh
Treat the lil b*tch like a pit, ooh
VVS diamonds my neck, ooh
Don't need no light to hit, ooh
I know I be coolin' and sh*t, ooh
But all of these b*tches I hit, ooh
And all of these n*ggas are b*tch, ooh
All of these n*ggas are b*tch