Ay
Ay
I'm a rising star boy
I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah
P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah
Melly .2 just to hurt you,
ah All red lamb just to tease you None of these toys on lease to
Made your whole year in a week to Main bitch outta your league to
Side bitch outta your league to
House of one thing need a centerpiece Twenty racks a table cut from underneath
Cut that out, burn it to skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face,
but I love my baby
You talkin' money, need a hearing aid You talkin' bout me,
I don't see a shade
Switch up my style like Tikki and Lain
Switch up my code like Killin' it, Pain Oh,
oh,
oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh
Liquid you down
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh,
oh, oh
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh,
oh, oh
Liquid you down
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh,
oh
Every
day a nigga try to test me,
yeah Every day a nigga try to end me, yeah
Put life in that Roadster SV, yeah
I'm awake and hefty,
I'm coming for the king,
that's a far cry
I come alive and the fog's on my eye The competition,
I don't really listen
I'm in the blue,
move some, bump a new edition House so empty, need a centerpiece
20 racks, a tablecloth from Ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Then she clean it with her face,
but I love my baby
You talking money, need a hearing aid You talking about me,
I don't see a shade
Switch up my salad to get me laid Switch up my coat by killing me pain
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Look what you done
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha I'm a motherfucking starbuck
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Look what you done
The Brack Pit, legend of the fall,
took the year like a bandit
Bought Mama a crib and a brand new wagon Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish
Star Trek roof and the Wraith of Khan Girls get loose when they hear this song
A hundred on the dash,
get me close to God We don't pray for love,
we just pray for cause