Star (feat. SYX)

Now she wanna call me back,
Cause a nigga got them racks,
Lui V on my bag,
Now she wanna call me back,
Girl you know that I'm a star,
I can never fall,
I'm doing it all for my mom,
Don't think you can handle a boss,
Now she wanna call me back,
Lui V on my bag,
Cause a nigga got them racks,
Now she wanna call me back,
Girl you know that I'm a star,
I'm dripping I can't ever fall,
I'm doing it all for my mom,
Don't think you can handle a boss,

So why you tryna call me now,
I flooded my wrist and my neck,
She wanna hit from the back,
I might have hit,
But I don't tell,
Givenchy I get from the store,
I might just smash on your hoe,
I cannot chill with these niggas,
Can't see me with all these hoes,
Yea, bitch ice on my wrist,
Yea, bitch can't tell me shit,
I'm sorry I can't let you kiss,
She calling she know that I'm rich, yea,
Always stay high I don't do no lows,
Young nigga so fly she can't let me go,
These niggas been bad I stay on my toes,
They copy my style they all steal my flow,
Tell me if you really for me yea,
I know that you're feeling lonely oh,
On me cause she knows I'm balling yea,
Now I get it now she call me,

Now she wanna call me back,
Cause a nigga got them racks,
Lui V on my bag,
Now she wanna call me back,
Girl you know that I'm a star,
I can never fall,
I'm doing it all for my mom,
Don't think you can handle a boss,
Now she wanna call me back,
Lui V on my bag,
Cause a nigga got them racks,
Now she wanna call me back,
Girl you know that I'm a star,
I'm dripping I can't ever fall,
I'm doing it all for my mom,
Don't think you can handle a boss,

Young Sam,
I was laid back,
That was way back,
I told these niggas I wanted to rap,
Yet they use to laugh,
I use to cap,
Now when I drop know I'm making shit slap,
Got marks on my back,
My demons they scratch,
My nigga I ain't tryna lie I talk facts,
All of my niggas been getting the bag,
So when I blow a bag it ain't nothing to brag oh,
Bitch shit, check out my wrist,
Ice yea, cold as it gets,
I gotta surf when I dripp,
I might steal your bitch if you slip,
Young nigga keep talking that shit,
You wanna get hit with a stick?
You know that I can't ever miss,
Even when I'm on drugs someone gonna get hit,
Yea,

Young Sam made that shit slap



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Uzor, Tochi Jirewve Obihara
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