fivestar
Shorty bad, ATL, I can tell she five-star
Brand new whip, whipping fast, like she race for Nascar
She just wanna check, brand new watch it's a Patek
She ain't ever tripping off a lame, can't make her upset
Shorty bad, ATL, I can tell she five-star
Brand new whip, whipping fast, like she race for Nascar
She just wanna check, brand new watch it's a Patek
She ain't ever tripping off a lame, can't make her upset
Rarri, speed racing, take the top off like Corvette
Her and gang nem tight like the back of a corset
She just re-upped on her last nigga, that's the past nigga
Now she got a bigger ass nigga, now you mad nigga
She ain't need a blue check, cause the streets know that she verified
Only say it once, a real bitch don't got to clarify
Now she hit the mall, all designer, jimmy choo
She want it, then I cop it, now she call me Chibi Choo, that's my boo
Show u what a five-star do
Never stressing of a nigga
What a five-star do
Stacking up her figures
What a five-star do
Always getting thicker
What a five-star do
W-W-Wait, she just took a pic, she ate
Every day she up in fashion, got a party, coming late
I might hit up Johnny Dang, see what damage she can make
Tinted windows onna whip, we can't even see the fakes
Now they wanna start sum beef, she hibachi inna place
Yeah
Shorty bad, ATL, I can tell she five-star
Brand new whip, whipping fast, like she race for Nascar
Brand new whip, whipping fast, like she race for Nascar
She just wanna check, brand new watch it's a Patek
She ain't ever tripping off a lame, can't make her upset
Shorty bad, ATL, I can tell she five-star
Brand new whip, whipping fast, like she race for Nascar
She just wanna check, brand new watch it's a Patek
She ain't ever tripping off a lame, can't make her upset
Rarri, speed racing, take the top off like Corvette
Her and gang nem tight like the back of a corset
She just re-upped on her last nigga, that's the past nigga
Now she got a bigger ass nigga, now you mad nigga
She ain't need a blue check, cause the streets know that she verified
Only say it once, a real bitch don't got to clarify
Now she hit the mall, all designer, jimmy choo
She want it, then I cop it, now she call me Chibi Choo, that's my boo
Show u what a five-star do
Never stressing of a nigga
What a five-star do
Stacking up her figures
What a five-star do
Always getting thicker
What a five-star do
W-W-Wait, she just took a pic, she ate
Every day she up in fashion, got a party, coming late
I might hit up Johnny Dang, see what damage she can make
Tinted windows onna whip, we can't even see the fakes
Now they wanna start sum beef, she hibachi inna place
Yeah
Shorty bad, ATL, I can tell she five-star
Brand new whip, whipping fast, like she race for Nascar
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Writer(s): Chibi Kachikwu
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