Star Gazing
20 years I hit the jug and went for fast money
Dash money 4 4s when I dash out
Blow her back out
Shawty know I spaz out
Throwin cash now
Do my dance I pass out
I go so cold
Old soul, no goals
You so no go
I be loko
You so bozo
You not my homes
I need my cheese you need to go (oh)
I ain't even finna (fro-zone)
I be all lone (ohhhnnn)
You be all of my clones-ssssss (yuh)
Jacked my swag for a minuet now I'm done
You be talkin but I swear that you my sons
If I'm honest I don't even wanna talk to yuh
And if I'm honest I ain't even tryna walk with yuh
I'm on my shit
I count my chips
I grab I dip
I leave on tip
You make me sick
I flip my my wrist
You be sorry I rip
Crashed the whip and I'm pissed
Do my damage I did
She get sick of my shit
Shawty put the light out
You ain't fuck with my bitch
You fuck with my clique
I ain't feelin yo shit
You be on some other shit
So I really gotta
Go (oh)
I ain't even finna (fro-zone)
I be all on my lone (ohhhhnnn)
You be all of my clones-ssss (yuh)
Fall asleep up in the beamer
Wake up in Mercedez
Twinkle on the carti frames
Bitch you got me star gazing
5 star general my gang be like the army-navy
And she on my genital no wonder why they started hating
I was being too nice to that bitch and now she tried to play me
I remember not being so numb but that shit kinda hazy
Goin' bar crazy watching all my problems castaway
But even Tom Hanks ain't saving Private Bando Baby
Aye
But ain't nobody gotta save me
Imma help myself like I forgot saying grace
Help myself like when I got myself up out the jake's
Feel like casey, shit is crazy
I'm on my shit
I count my chips
I grab I dip
I leave on tip
You make me sick
I flip my my wrist
You be sorry I rip
Crashed the whip and I'm pissed
Do my damage I did
She get sick of my shit
Shawty put the light out
You ain't fuck with my bitch
You fuck with my clique
I ain't feelin yo shit
You be on some other shit
So I really gotta
Go (oh)
I ain't even finna (fro-zone)
I be all on my lone (ohhhhnnn)
You be all of my clones-ssss (yuh)
Dash money 4 4s when I dash out
Blow her back out
Shawty know I spaz out
Throwin cash now
Do my dance I pass out
I go so cold
Old soul, no goals
You so no go
I be loko
You so bozo
You not my homes
I need my cheese you need to go (oh)
I ain't even finna (fro-zone)
I be all lone (ohhhnnn)
You be all of my clones-ssssss (yuh)
Jacked my swag for a minuet now I'm done
You be talkin but I swear that you my sons
If I'm honest I don't even wanna talk to yuh
And if I'm honest I ain't even tryna walk with yuh
I'm on my shit
I count my chips
I grab I dip
I leave on tip
You make me sick
I flip my my wrist
You be sorry I rip
Crashed the whip and I'm pissed
Do my damage I did
She get sick of my shit
Shawty put the light out
You ain't fuck with my bitch
You fuck with my clique
I ain't feelin yo shit
You be on some other shit
So I really gotta
Go (oh)
I ain't even finna (fro-zone)
I be all on my lone (ohhhhnnn)
You be all of my clones-ssss (yuh)
Fall asleep up in the beamer
Wake up in Mercedez
Twinkle on the carti frames
Bitch you got me star gazing
5 star general my gang be like the army-navy
And she on my genital no wonder why they started hating
I was being too nice to that bitch and now she tried to play me
I remember not being so numb but that shit kinda hazy
Goin' bar crazy watching all my problems castaway
But even Tom Hanks ain't saving Private Bando Baby
Aye
But ain't nobody gotta save me
Imma help myself like I forgot saying grace
Help myself like when I got myself up out the jake's
Feel like casey, shit is crazy
I'm on my shit
I count my chips
I grab I dip
I leave on tip
You make me sick
I flip my my wrist
You be sorry I rip
Crashed the whip and I'm pissed
Do my damage I did
She get sick of my shit
Shawty put the light out
You ain't fuck with my bitch
You fuck with my clique
I ain't feelin yo shit
You be on some other shit
So I really gotta
Go (oh)
I ain't even finna (fro-zone)
I be all on my lone (ohhhhnnn)
You be all of my clones-ssss (yuh)
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Writer(s): Alec The God
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