Stars In My Room

(Yeah, feelin' roof at all)
(I'ma dog, I'ma dog, I'ma roof let it off)

I said
Whatchu' want, I been sipping all this syrup with my bros
All these goofies on my dick, y'all some birds, just get on
Different color whips, it's like I'm switching paint, no crayon
Had to get expensive stars up in the roof, add on
Too big to drive the coupe, Raf Simmons on my shoes
My money keep on multiplying, this shit lookin' like its duped

I think I'm outer space, because I'm seeing stars in my room
She tried to play me, so I played her like I'm on a Gamecube
Her ex be talking loud, we gon' turn 'em into soup
My father sailed the globe, he came along the way from the stoop
I drown the sound, they tell me that I'm falling out
Out of what? Yeah? Out of love with bitches now
I fell in love with these racks, man the cash cow
I made these hits and my fans be telling me to drop it right now
I hop in that tonka, I'm speeding
These clout chasing bitches be demons
Your raps be ear bleeding, while mine just be succeeding
I'm holding my chain when I walk cause this shit love to smack like a damn gong
They just hate cause I'm white, and the songs I be making way better, they harder than y'alls

I said...
Whatchu' want, I been sipping all this syrup with my bros
All these goofies on my dick, y'all some birds, just get on
Different color whips, it's like I'm switching paint, no crayon
Had to get expensive stars up in the roof, add on
Too big to drive the coupe, Raf Simmons on my shoes
My money keep on multiplying, this shit lookin' like its duped

Yeah, bitch I'ma dog, I'ma roof
Stars in my room, yeah
I got stars in my room
And she started off with you (go ahead)
Yeah, she ain't leaving off with you
Yeah, she ain't leaving off with you



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Ben-hayon
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