Star
Lock on my Glock on my, yeah, yeah
Lock on my Glock on my, yeah
Lock on my Glock on my, yeah, yeah
Lock on my Glock on my, yeah
Lock on my Glock, bitch, I know I'ma blow
She said I'm an animal, bitch, I'm a goat
I'm not a Pokémon, but I'm on go (Pipes)
Comin' for necks, bitch, I'm comin' for throats
Pipes in the studio, shoutout to bro
I'm 'bout to go and sell out a lil' show
Stand at attention when I'm in the room
Your girl like my songs, know she like all my tunes
I'm in the Hills and I'm likin' the view
Makin' that heat, no, this shit nothin' new
Blowin' that choppa like noses, achoo
I'm searchin' for opps like I'm Scooby-Doo
She wanna fuck, told that bitch, "Get a room"
I know I'm a star, I'm right next to the moon
You cannot beat me, bitch, I am immune
Bro got a stick like he in the platoon
Fallin' asleep and wake up at like noon
Bored as fuck, I don't got nothin' to do
You wanna talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
I see the opps, we spinnin' that block, block, block, block, block
You want the smoke, well we pop out the
Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock
I'm in the stu' and I got it on locks, locks, locks, locks, locks
Yeah, tryin' but I ain't never had no errors
I'm raining havoc, bitch, I'm raining terror
I'm just built different, I gotta make it fair
Walk in the function, the bitches, they stare
I'll never care, no, I don't give a fuck
Thumbin' through money, I'm countin' it up
Build up my empire, rackin' it up
I heard that beat and I'm turnin' it up
She send the addy, she want me to slide
He tryna sneak diss, thinkin he sly
The fuck is an Uber? Bitch, hop in my ride
Feel like I'm Carti, I die for my guys
Makin' that heat, bitch, I'm makin' that fye
That nigga cappin', he tellin' 'em lies
Doin' one-takes, bitch, don't need to try
You want a handout? Fuck out my sight
Tired of you oppin', I know you're watchin'
Songs I've been droppin', you cannot top them
Walk in the store, that designer I'm coppin'
You drop a song, I already know that shit floppin'
I'm goin hard, I ain't plannin' on stoppin'
Blood on the floor, we gon' get to that moppin'
Walk in the store and I'm finna get shoppin'
Jump in the pit and I'm finna get moshin'
Lock on my Glock, bitch, I know I'ma blow
She said I'm an animal, bitch, I'm a goat
I'm not a Pokémon, but I'm on go
Comin' for necks, bitch, I'm comin' for throats
Pipes in the studio, shoutout to bro
I'm 'bout to go and sell out a lil' show
Stand at attention when I'm in the room
Your girl like my songs, know she like all my tunes
Lock on my Glock on my, yeah
Lock on my Glock on my, yeah, yeah
Lock on my Glock on my, yeah
Lock on my Glock, bitch, I know I'ma blow
She said I'm an animal, bitch, I'm a goat
I'm not a Pokémon, but I'm on go (Pipes)
Comin' for necks, bitch, I'm comin' for throats
Pipes in the studio, shoutout to bro
I'm 'bout to go and sell out a lil' show
Stand at attention when I'm in the room
Your girl like my songs, know she like all my tunes
I'm in the Hills and I'm likin' the view
Makin' that heat, no, this shit nothin' new
Blowin' that choppa like noses, achoo
I'm searchin' for opps like I'm Scooby-Doo
She wanna fuck, told that bitch, "Get a room"
I know I'm a star, I'm right next to the moon
You cannot beat me, bitch, I am immune
Bro got a stick like he in the platoon
Fallin' asleep and wake up at like noon
Bored as fuck, I don't got nothin' to do
You wanna talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
I see the opps, we spinnin' that block, block, block, block, block
You want the smoke, well we pop out the
Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock
I'm in the stu' and I got it on locks, locks, locks, locks, locks
Yeah, tryin' but I ain't never had no errors
I'm raining havoc, bitch, I'm raining terror
I'm just built different, I gotta make it fair
Walk in the function, the bitches, they stare
I'll never care, no, I don't give a fuck
Thumbin' through money, I'm countin' it up
Build up my empire, rackin' it up
I heard that beat and I'm turnin' it up
She send the addy, she want me to slide
He tryna sneak diss, thinkin he sly
The fuck is an Uber? Bitch, hop in my ride
Feel like I'm Carti, I die for my guys
Makin' that heat, bitch, I'm makin' that fye
That nigga cappin', he tellin' 'em lies
Doin' one-takes, bitch, don't need to try
You want a handout? Fuck out my sight
Tired of you oppin', I know you're watchin'
Songs I've been droppin', you cannot top them
Walk in the store, that designer I'm coppin'
You drop a song, I already know that shit floppin'
I'm goin hard, I ain't plannin' on stoppin'
Blood on the floor, we gon' get to that moppin'
Walk in the store and I'm finna get shoppin'
Jump in the pit and I'm finna get moshin'
Lock on my Glock, bitch, I know I'ma blow
She said I'm an animal, bitch, I'm a goat
I'm not a Pokémon, but I'm on go
Comin' for necks, bitch, I'm comin' for throats
Pipes in the studio, shoutout to bro
I'm 'bout to go and sell out a lil' show
Stand at attention when I'm in the room
Your girl like my songs, know she like all my tunes
Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Barrios, Orlando Murphy, Rio Francesco Levya, Kenneth Maurice Williams, Michael R Pieper
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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