(Nah, he ain't... he's not even Teen X, fuck him) Star Boy, you're my hero Outtatown, but we never out of money (Nah, he ain't... he's not even Teen X, fuck him) (Nah, he ain't... he's not even Teen X, fuck him) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Nah, he ain't... he's not even Teen X, fuck him) Yeah, yeah (Nah, he ain't... he's not even Teen X, fuck him) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah She know I'm a player We in Los Angeles, I'm ballin' like the Lakers Babygirl, I love you, but I swear I cannot save ya' She fuckin with them other boys, she think that I'ma play her Stop fuckin with them other boys, I told that bitch to stay there Stay right there, lil' bitch (Nah, he ain't... he's not even Teen X, fuck him) I'm too geeked, too lit I got tattoos on my wrist I got tattoos on my neck She got tattoos on her titties My bitch got tats, same shit My bitch got Piercings Hold up, I sit back and think, and I roll up I count that shit, pour me a four up Might suck that bitch, she want some coco No swimmin', she want me to stroke her I hit from the back, she love how I choke her Yeah, she love that shit (Nah, he ain't... he's not even Teen X, fuck him) Yeah, she love that shit Yeah, I love my bitch Yeah, I love my bitches Got a ho' for every city I'm freestylin', this shit unwritten Teen X, boy, who you kiddin'? Oh, you think I'm pussy? We gon' pull up with them sticks then He mad 'cause his bitch lookin' I'ma look back, give that ho' a big grin Fuck that lil' shit, I'm big Ken Shut up, sit back and listen (Nah, he ain't... he's not even Teen X, fuck him) My neck, my wrist, it glisten You chillin', boy, I'm shittin' You chillin', boy, I'm shittin' You chillin', boy, I'm shittin' on you And you don't know what to do She know I'm a player We in Los Angeles, I'm ballin' like the Lakers Babygirl, I love you, but I swear I cannot save ya She fuckin with them other boys, she think that I'ma play her Stop fuckin with them other boys, I told that bitch to stay there Hol' up, bitch Hol' up, bitch Hol' up, bitch Hol' up, bitch Hol' up, bitch Hol' up, bitch (Nah, he ain't... he's not even Teen X, fuck him) Yeah, yeah (Nah, he ain't... he's not even Teen X, fuck him) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah