StarBound
I done came up, I was dirt po'
They don't like that
Once yu switch up stand on it
Can't come back
Bit mad I done got a bag on ha pissy ahh
Fucked ha friend now they on the gram tryna diss me now
And I say hey
(Hey) You can't stop this wave
Still outside gettin paid errday
You know these bitches get slayed
It ain't nun new under the shade
Ya had it all then ya lost it all you movin ass backwards
Can't even make a profit you ain't a trapper
He done told so many different stories certified capper
These folk all bark ain't got no bite certified yappers
Like I'm plies Catch me lurkin' in yo bushes I ain't got no camper
Don't respond on the net when I see yu it gone all get handled
Feeling like Ray Charles or Stevie Wonder I don't see you
I be looking forward err body in the rearview
Niggas hate but they BabyMama be the one that ate
I done bust 6 rounds in ha like a 38
Slut ha like a dog nie the bih got 4 knees
Real deal eater but the bih don't use no teeth
Gotta watch what you say when you moving that
They don't push no weight they push that cap
Ima Beat ha pussy from the bike Ima make ha tap
You say it real you tatt' my name bae yu gotta stamp it
Yeaaaa that how you gone show me you real deal fuck with me bae
I might come bike to the city just to make a play
Gotta slide on my shawtywops' I be saving face
Know that she gone treat me she gone freak me in the worst way
And It ain't even my birthday
I be gripping on ha throat n ha waist tryna break ha spine
Might turn a bit to a Fox News headline
I done came up, I was dirt po'
They don't like that
Once yu switch up stand on it
Can't come back
Bit mad I done got a bag on ha pissy ahh
Fucked ha friend now they on the gram tryna diss me now
And I say hey
(Hey) You can't stop this wave
Still outside gettin paid errday
You know these bitches get slayed
It ain't nun new under the shade
I done came up, I was dirt po'
They don't like that
Once yu switch up stand on it
Can't come back
Bit mad I done got a bag on ha pissy ahh
Fucked ha friend now they on the gram tryna diss me now
And I say hey
(Hey) You can't stop this wave
Still outside gettin paid errday
You know these bitches get slayed
It ain't nun new under the shade
They don't like that
Once yu switch up stand on it
Can't come back
Bit mad I done got a bag on ha pissy ahh
Fucked ha friend now they on the gram tryna diss me now
And I say hey
(Hey) You can't stop this wave
Still outside gettin paid errday
You know these bitches get slayed
It ain't nun new under the shade
Ya had it all then ya lost it all you movin ass backwards
Can't even make a profit you ain't a trapper
He done told so many different stories certified capper
These folk all bark ain't got no bite certified yappers
Like I'm plies Catch me lurkin' in yo bushes I ain't got no camper
Don't respond on the net when I see yu it gone all get handled
Feeling like Ray Charles or Stevie Wonder I don't see you
I be looking forward err body in the rearview
Niggas hate but they BabyMama be the one that ate
I done bust 6 rounds in ha like a 38
Slut ha like a dog nie the bih got 4 knees
Real deal eater but the bih don't use no teeth
Gotta watch what you say when you moving that
They don't push no weight they push that cap
Ima Beat ha pussy from the bike Ima make ha tap
You say it real you tatt' my name bae yu gotta stamp it
Yeaaaa that how you gone show me you real deal fuck with me bae
I might come bike to the city just to make a play
Gotta slide on my shawtywops' I be saving face
Know that she gone treat me she gone freak me in the worst way
And It ain't even my birthday
I be gripping on ha throat n ha waist tryna break ha spine
Might turn a bit to a Fox News headline
I done came up, I was dirt po'
They don't like that
Once yu switch up stand on it
Can't come back
Bit mad I done got a bag on ha pissy ahh
Fucked ha friend now they on the gram tryna diss me now
And I say hey
(Hey) You can't stop this wave
Still outside gettin paid errday
You know these bitches get slayed
It ain't nun new under the shade
I done came up, I was dirt po'
They don't like that
Once yu switch up stand on it
Can't come back
Bit mad I done got a bag on ha pissy ahh
Fucked ha friend now they on the gram tryna diss me now
And I say hey
(Hey) You can't stop this wave
Still outside gettin paid errday
You know these bitches get slayed
It ain't nun new under the shade
Credits
Writer(s): Jahmari Joseph
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