Little Star Lyrics

What happen TJ?

 Niggas wasn't ready for that fucking heat wave

Talking shit got him burned In that heat box 

He wanna bang got them patches in his dread locs

I don't fight I just shoot 10mm 

My Barrel hot See the steam Feeling like a heater 

Your bitch mine and the gang she real eater 

I don't cuff when we done you going keep her

Pop, Pop, Pop

Pop, Pop, Pop

Real bold nigga wake up this block

Slide the Glock, knock his ass on that walk 

Looking goofy now he dead on that walk

Boy we on yo ass

Boy we like them jumpers

Ain't no link & Crash

Boy we gonna runna

Smoke his ass up

Roll up in Da dutch

Couldn't spark him up

Spark* Spark*

We lit him up

Nigga feel like G.O.D

Knock him out the Streets

Now he finna meet little hades

That's my little twin B

Marijuana becoming legal

But I be a trapper doe

Going to Door by Door

He wanna 8th Bro

Pull up with that G8 Burning Rubbing keep Straight

We probably just Dumbs Head, Blow the molder Gotta, wait

Right up in this Heat, Ce-Ce the Blood that's DNA

If a cop stay looking We gonna send that heat that way

Pop, Pop, Pop

Pop, Pop, Pop

Real bold nigga wake up this block

Slide the Glock, knock his ass on that walk 

Looking goofy now he dead on that walk

Oooo

What happen, What happen TJ? 

Niggas wasn't ready for that fucking heat wave

Talking shit got him burned In that heat box 

He wanna bang got them patches in his dread locs

I don't fight I just shoot 10mm 

My Barrel hot See the steam Feeling like a heater 

Your bitch mine and the gang she real eater 

I don't cuff when we done you going keep Her

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