Star - Remix
Yea
Gold watch, gold watch flood a new clock diamond drip drop
I don't really play around, no
She say I'm up, no talk
She jus wanna fuck around she jus wanna get down low
Im in that foreign car it swerving
Shawty I don't got no time no, and remember when every bitch was curving
Reason why that shit ain't right, nah
No
Get your shit straight
Twenty-four how we balling out we get paid
I could fuck all on your girl ain't a big thing
Got her on me shawty said she love the feeling, yea
Pipe down girl you know I been a player
Four watches ain't for time jus for flavour
Four pockets how I ride got my cake up
Lil bitch wanna spend the night i won't take her, yea
Yeah
Bitch imma star, don't you try getting so close to me, yeah
Keep my tool that's on guard if they send a shot they ain't going to leave, yeah
We bust back wit the carbons headshot leave they brains to see, yeah
Told my bro I'm an artist paint out my profits roll out the bank, bank
Heavy drip like a sink, sink yeah
She only want pay, ay yeah
Hundred bags full of cash in the back of the brinks
We don't got no more space, yea
Keep that cash in the safe yea, yea
Bro iced out watch him skate yea, yea
Now we stay swerving round in mozzies AB gon hit em behind the cover
And she say she heard me now she want me all of my ex bitches should've never
Imma just say the truth I keep it honest could've been wit me up out in Turks
And she want a purse and Avianne, baby, these diamonds more than you worth
I could slide down the curtain in the rolls
Got addictions I roll the dice for dough
Shawty said that she feel it in her bone
Shout out Shoumik the realist jit I know
GSE been the realist clique for sure
They say we some fiends we need sum more
We don't play for shows, keep the beam on low
If they run thru the spot it's a wash get soaked
Told her white on me baby I make it snow
Got a bitch from the hills she won't leave the store
Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh
Yea
Do you wanna get personal be honest
Baby these diamonds are not just for show
And I cannot put my in situations
I cannot control
Shine like the clearest light of day time
I'm only on my own
That lil bitch she twerking headlines
Only on her own
(Ya)
Ass fatter than the sun
Runnup on me it's just begun (Brrahh)
Choppa on me and it hits the gun
That lil bitch she hit from the ones
I feel like imma star
Runnup on me get hit so far, and I just be crashing in the rover
Runnup on me it's over (Ya, ya)
My VVS be hanging like a hammock
Runnup on me and I'm causing havoc
Imma start shocking static
(Static)
Cutthroat overload, I might overdose
You might over extend, i'll over poke
Bags in the vault
(Bags in the vault)
Put it in sport
Shoutout to Yousif I'm in the ghost
Midnight driving
(Driving, driving)
Never seen her move her body like that
No, no, no
Gold watch, gold watch flood a new clock diamond drip drop
I don't really play around, no
She say I'm up, no talk
She jus wanna fuck around she jus wanna get down low
Im in that foreign car it swerving
Shawty I don't got no time no, and remember when every bitch was curving
Reason why that shit ain't right, nah
No
Get your shit straight (Shit straight)
Twenty-four how we balling out we get paid (Ya, ya)
I could fuck all on your girl ain't a big thing (Big thing)
Got her on me shawty said she love the feeling (Feeling)
Pipe down girl you know I been a player (Yea, yea)
Four watches ain't for time jus for flavour (Ya)
Four pockets how I ride got my cake up
Lil bitch wanna spend the night i won't take her (Uh, uh, huh)
Gold watch, gold watch flood a new clock diamond drip drop
I don't really play around, no
She say I'm up, no talk
She jus wanna fuck around she jus wanna get down low
Im in that foreign car it swerving
Shawty I don't got no time no, and remember when every bitch was curving
Reason why that shit ain't right, nah
No
Get your shit straight
Twenty-four how we balling out we get paid
I could fuck all on your girl ain't a big thing
Got her on me shawty said she love the feeling, yea
Pipe down girl you know I been a player
Four watches ain't for time jus for flavour
Four pockets how I ride got my cake up
Lil bitch wanna spend the night i won't take her, yea
Yeah
Bitch imma star, don't you try getting so close to me, yeah
Keep my tool that's on guard if they send a shot they ain't going to leave, yeah
We bust back wit the carbons headshot leave they brains to see, yeah
Told my bro I'm an artist paint out my profits roll out the bank, bank
Heavy drip like a sink, sink yeah
She only want pay, ay yeah
Hundred bags full of cash in the back of the brinks
We don't got no more space, yea
Keep that cash in the safe yea, yea
Bro iced out watch him skate yea, yea
Now we stay swerving round in mozzies AB gon hit em behind the cover
And she say she heard me now she want me all of my ex bitches should've never
Imma just say the truth I keep it honest could've been wit me up out in Turks
And she want a purse and Avianne, baby, these diamonds more than you worth
I could slide down the curtain in the rolls
Got addictions I roll the dice for dough
Shawty said that she feel it in her bone
Shout out Shoumik the realist jit I know
GSE been the realist clique for sure
They say we some fiends we need sum more
We don't play for shows, keep the beam on low
If they run thru the spot it's a wash get soaked
Told her white on me baby I make it snow
Got a bitch from the hills she won't leave the store
Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh
Yea
Do you wanna get personal be honest
Baby these diamonds are not just for show
And I cannot put my in situations
I cannot control
Shine like the clearest light of day time
I'm only on my own
That lil bitch she twerking headlines
Only on her own
(Ya)
Ass fatter than the sun
Runnup on me it's just begun (Brrahh)
Choppa on me and it hits the gun
That lil bitch she hit from the ones
I feel like imma star
Runnup on me get hit so far, and I just be crashing in the rover
Runnup on me it's over (Ya, ya)
My VVS be hanging like a hammock
Runnup on me and I'm causing havoc
Imma start shocking static
(Static)
Cutthroat overload, I might overdose
You might over extend, i'll over poke
Bags in the vault
(Bags in the vault)
Put it in sport
Shoutout to Yousif I'm in the ghost
Midnight driving
(Driving, driving)
Never seen her move her body like that
No, no, no
Gold watch, gold watch flood a new clock diamond drip drop
I don't really play around, no
She say I'm up, no talk
She jus wanna fuck around she jus wanna get down low
Im in that foreign car it swerving
Shawty I don't got no time no, and remember when every bitch was curving
Reason why that shit ain't right, nah
No
Get your shit straight (Shit straight)
Twenty-four how we balling out we get paid (Ya, ya)
I could fuck all on your girl ain't a big thing (Big thing)
Got her on me shawty said she love the feeling (Feeling)
Pipe down girl you know I been a player (Yea, yea)
Four watches ain't for time jus for flavour (Ya)
Four pockets how I ride got my cake up
Lil bitch wanna spend the night i won't take her (Uh, uh, huh)
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Writer(s): Faaran Syed
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