A Star Intro

You wishing on a star
I go and get it
You wishing...

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

You wishing on a star
I go and get it
I ain't scared to chase a bag now
You know I am a star
I am that nigga
Take a picture for yo flash now
Please always play yo part
I be with niggas
They ain't scared to lay yo ass down
You keep on wishing on yo stars
I go and get it
I ain't scared to chase a bag now

And I'll never be scared to
You did it cause they dared you
You lucky we ain't dead you
Betray me again
It's gone be me who you dead to
Gas in my system
Gassing my pedal
I won't be here long
A shooting star I've been compared to
Fendi, need a pair or two
Fly, I need a parachute
Put me anywhere
I made it double like square roots
Thick like hair roots
Wet like hair glue
Bad like Freddy Krueger
But I didn't mean to scare you
You was under pressure
And you folded like some chairs do
Sorry that I'm gone
I'm on the throne like Pedro
She hissing and she sounding like a hater
That's what haters do
Wishing I would quit
Lil bitch you sick
You need to stop it
Hoping you a destination
When I explore my options
Anticipating bitches hating on me
Where's the profit
Prophesying riches with my bitches
Only option (only option!)
Cocky as bitch my pockets swole and we got muscle
Gimme 6 feet or be 6 feet under
Don't make me touch you
Look
I'm a bad lil bitch
You bet not never overlook me
I done been through shit
That turn these niggas into pussies
Pussy you a bitch
You prolly give away the cookie
Hang it up lil nigga
You a wisher and a rookie
You wishing I would quit
Don't bet yo money or its tooking
I took yo nigga quick
He is a eater and I'm cooking
Cooking up a M
I pop a X
I'm finna tootsie
I'm sliding on this bitch
You see this shit
Come have a look-see
Natasha Beddingfield
You bitches never gonna shake me
You wish I gave a fuck about what you said
If you ain't pay me



Credits
Writer(s): Malika Sylla
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