STAR

Walk up in this b***h and they like "Who got the weed?"

If you finna roll the spliff you better pass it to me

I need dinner reservation for my entire team

I'm the best at what I do, but I don't do it for free

I got racks and racks and racks and racks, I keep in the safe

Oh he say he want some beef, well b***h I saved you a plate

My accountants they one hunnid', they don't make no mistakes

Just a smile on my face all it takes, for me to get your body

Burning like a falling star

Tearing through the endless dark

I can't say how it's gonna be

But you promised that you'd stay 'til it's over

Burning like a falling star

Tearing at your rotten heart

I can't say how it's gonna be

But you promised that you'd stay 'til it's over

Venom in my system, girl I like your physique

Got me feelin' so euphoric, got me talkin' so sweet

Go lay back and let it hit you when I sink in my teeth

Yeah, my allure gon' have you open like a skeleton key

God don't even got to know, so go on just have a taste

Yeah, the fruit is still forbidden but the feeling is great

Go ahead, live in the moment, it's okay to partake

Just a bed full of snakes, all it takes for me to get your body

Burning like a falling star

Tearing through the endless dark

I can't say how it's gonna be

But you promised that you'd stay 'til it's over

Burning like a falling star

Tearing at your rotten heart

I can't say how it's gonna be

But you promised that you'd stay 'til it's over

Came a long since way back when, since AJ pushed zips out of Dennos' crib, yeah

Mama K's and we had bunk beds, and I was steady put the pad to the pen

Saying ***t like, fifty b****** on my d***

Pretty boy swag, yeah I'm way too lit

Lil' broke boy, you don't got it like this

Mic gettin' ripped, p**** I'ma tell you like this

You ain't really f****** with the boy

You ain't really talking s*** you ain't really saying nothin' to me

You ain't really gettin' money, you ain't really f*****' b******

You ain't champagne sippin', you ain't big whip whippin'

You ain't even really worth my time

You ain't really got a gang ride witchu, stay solid like mine

You ain't got a AJ, got a Chryse

You ain't even got a job, got a car

B**** boy get a life, I'm ill

Yeah, I'm in Miami be smokin' on key lime

Cut down these rappers some like Captain Levi

Yuh, might mix the Rick Owens up with some Levi's

I got that type of s***, make you wan' rewind

I had enough you lil' boy need to realize

For all of you cry babies b******' bout me switchin' up

Need to look in the mirror go and' suck that s*** up

Matter fact open wide swallow both of these nuts you lil' b****

Yeah, still Cloudboys 2015 'til infinity

Strapped with a vest, screaming f*** all my enemies

If I die tomorrow, yo b**** gon' remember me

Yeah