STARBOII (feat. Immeria)
Yea yea yea - yeah yeah
Yea
Yea yea - yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
No more darkness for me
Lifestyle ain't free
Fuck poverty, this for my family
And I do what I want
With time & money
And you do what you can
You can't impress me
No more mug-de for me
Lifestyle ain't free
Fuck poverty, this for my family
And I do what I want
With time & money
And you do what you can
You can't impress me nooo
Uh oh
I need more smoke & more bottles
I wanna whole lot of models
She say she fuck with a star?
Well she gonna love how I got her
I need more smoke & more bottles
I wanna whole lot of models
She say she fuck with a star?
Well she gonna love how I got her
All my songs in the freezer
Serve them cold as it could be
You can call me star boy
And - for me
Like Harlow dropped an album
Lost my virginity
Now yes motherfucker she sign to me
On my side we came to win
We come to play for keeps
Live it up for all the nights
we couldn't go to sleep
Now a nigga lifestyle
cause these hoes to leap
Man I'ma have to ice the wrist
Before I go to sleep
Oh baby dance with me
There's not a nigga in this room that compare to me no
She caressing me & wanna take it to the crib
I can't disagree no
Why he dissing me
Cause she going out with him
But I am her fantasy woah
You can't camper to me
Pussy boy don't play with me
I need more smoke & more bottles
I wanna whole lot of models
She say she fuck with a star?
Well she gonna love how I got her
When I walk in they stare
Everybody's looking at me
Run his fingers over my hair
He know I'm exquisite baby
I got my little black dress on
You say you obsessed uh
Don't come to impress me
Just know that I'm blessed
And I don't need to stress
Cause I'ma be successful
Why'd you just caressing me
When it's cold outside
Pull me close at night
Say my name with pride
Your my super star
And we go out on Friday
Everybody try to brake the fight
All the ladies die to be your wife
Your my super star
I need more smoke & more bottles
I wanna whole lot of models
She say she fuck with a star?
Well she gonna love how I got her
I need more smoke & more bottles
I wanna whole lot of models
She say she fuck with a star?
Well she gonna love how I got her
No more darkness for me
Lifestyle ain't free
Fuck poverty, this for my family
And I do what I want
With time & money
And you do what you can
You can't impress me
No more mug-de for me
Lifestyle ain't free
Fuck poverty, this for my family
And I do what I want
With time & money
And you do what you can
You can't impress me nooo
Uh oh
Super star
Super star
Super star
Yea
Yea yea - yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
No more darkness for me
Lifestyle ain't free
Fuck poverty, this for my family
And I do what I want
With time & money
And you do what you can
You can't impress me
No more mug-de for me
Lifestyle ain't free
Fuck poverty, this for my family
And I do what I want
With time & money
And you do what you can
You can't impress me nooo
Uh oh
I need more smoke & more bottles
I wanna whole lot of models
She say she fuck with a star?
Well she gonna love how I got her
I need more smoke & more bottles
I wanna whole lot of models
She say she fuck with a star?
Well she gonna love how I got her
All my songs in the freezer
Serve them cold as it could be
You can call me star boy
And - for me
Like Harlow dropped an album
Lost my virginity
Now yes motherfucker she sign to me
On my side we came to win
We come to play for keeps
Live it up for all the nights
we couldn't go to sleep
Now a nigga lifestyle
cause these hoes to leap
Man I'ma have to ice the wrist
Before I go to sleep
Oh baby dance with me
There's not a nigga in this room that compare to me no
She caressing me & wanna take it to the crib
I can't disagree no
Why he dissing me
Cause she going out with him
But I am her fantasy woah
You can't camper to me
Pussy boy don't play with me
I need more smoke & more bottles
I wanna whole lot of models
She say she fuck with a star?
Well she gonna love how I got her
When I walk in they stare
Everybody's looking at me
Run his fingers over my hair
He know I'm exquisite baby
I got my little black dress on
You say you obsessed uh
Don't come to impress me
Just know that I'm blessed
And I don't need to stress
Cause I'ma be successful
Why'd you just caressing me
When it's cold outside
Pull me close at night
Say my name with pride
Your my super star
And we go out on Friday
Everybody try to brake the fight
All the ladies die to be your wife
Your my super star
I need more smoke & more bottles
I wanna whole lot of models
She say she fuck with a star?
Well she gonna love how I got her
I need more smoke & more bottles
I wanna whole lot of models
She say she fuck with a star?
Well she gonna love how I got her
No more darkness for me
Lifestyle ain't free
Fuck poverty, this for my family
And I do what I want
With time & money
And you do what you can
You can't impress me
No more mug-de for me
Lifestyle ain't free
Fuck poverty, this for my family
And I do what I want
With time & money
And you do what you can
You can't impress me nooo
Uh oh
Super star
Super star
Super star
Credits
Writer(s): Hassan Magan
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