5T4r

She didn't care
Till she realized that she fucking with a star
Always on the plane
She knows I don't own a car
Flight mode, invisible on the radar
Yeah, they wonder how we came this far
Yeah, you fucking with a star
I'm from Mars
The world is ours

Ice on my neck
Ice on my wrist
Ice in my heart
Ice in my heart
You know I loved you
And you loved me
You tore it apart
You tore it apart

You don't deserve my energy
You're my enemy
Hottest in the scene
You'll remember me
Yeah I want the keys to a Bentley
Swerving in the coupe
My n*ggas ride with me

Yeah, my energy is something precious
To keep a n*gga happy
I buy myself a necklace
Or get myself a choker
With some Louis loafers
When she realized who I am
It was already over



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Bogaert
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