ACROSS the STARS (Intro)
(Yeah, yeah, yo)
(Yeah, yeah, yo)
(Yeah, yeah, yo)
Told that bitch I love her (Yeah, yeah, yo)
Told her I'm getting high (Yeah, yeah, yo)
(Yeah, yeah, yo, yo)
Told that bitch I love her
Said, "I'm getting high."
Yeah, we love each other
She said I'm her guy
Going across the stars
Yeah I'm getting fly
Yeah I'm getting fly
Yeah I'm getting fly
Bitch I'm a star, yeah I'm Stellar
Yeah it was raining, I grabbed the umbrella
Remember they said that I'd be a failure
Now look who ain't failing, no
Now look at you, you bailing now
And I'm hopping out the Bentley now
Smokin' exotic, yeah I air it out
Exotic, yeah I air it out
Don't know why they playing 'round
They don't know who they fuckin' with
I got that chopper I'm uppin' it
Your bitches pussy, I'm up in it
Stellar, Stellar, yeah we runnin' it
Hella bread what I'm touchin' bitch
Hella heads what I'm cuttin' bitch
Left on read, just another bitch (Just another)
Bitch I'm balling, balling, balling
You cannot stop me, no
And they calling, calling, calling
Bitch I'mma answer now
Bitch I'mma answer now
I feel like we goin' up
I feel like we goin' up
I feel like we goin' up
(And that chopper, yeah I'm uppin' it
Your bitches pussy, I'm up in it, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yo)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeach)
(Yeah, yeah, yo)
(Yeah, yeah, yo)
Told that bitch I love her (Yeah, yeah, yo)
Told her I'm getting high (Yeah, yeah, yo)
(Yeah, yeah, yo, yo)
Told that bitch I love her
Said, "I'm getting high."
Yeah, we love each other
She said I'm her guy
Going across the stars
Yeah I'm getting fly
Yeah I'm getting fly
Yeah I'm getting fly
Bitch I'm a star, yeah I'm Stellar
Yeah it was raining, I grabbed the umbrella
Remember they said that I'd be a failure
Now look who ain't failing, no
Now look at you, you bailing now
And I'm hopping out the Bentley now
Smokin' exotic, yeah I air it out
Exotic, yeah I air it out
Don't know why they playing 'round
They don't know who they fuckin' with
I got that chopper I'm uppin' it
Your bitches pussy, I'm up in it
Stellar, Stellar, yeah we runnin' it
Hella bread what I'm touchin' bitch
Hella heads what I'm cuttin' bitch
Left on read, just another bitch (Just another)
Bitch I'm balling, balling, balling
You cannot stop me, no
And they calling, calling, calling
Bitch I'mma answer now
Bitch I'mma answer now
I feel like we goin' up
I feel like we goin' up
I feel like we goin' up
(And that chopper, yeah I'm uppin' it
Your bitches pussy, I'm up in it, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yo)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeach)
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Dick
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