STARZ Lyrics

Get up and shoot for the stars

Got the spectators in awe

Get ready for a barrage

The price that you pay for a twelve car garage

Skippin I laugh to the bank

Then ima hit up the spa

Biddie with back full of bank

Masseuse but ima give her the massage

Breaking her back like a straw on a camel

Buss and she happy I got that hoe smilin

She got the veneers where the fuck the enamel

Superstar shit when ya cut on the tv and see me ain't no way ya changin the channel

Showin her tiddies that shorty ain't human

But I know fasho the hoe is a mammal

Open the mosh got a bitch in there wylin

Circle be screechin the voices are pilin'

Buzzin my phone mane them numbers be dialin'

Fuck on a hoe mane that biddie from Thailand

Toxic but nighttime she was reconcilin

Made us a flick gave her a kick

The Uber outside and she short on the timing

Cannot commit cuz I feel it too binding

Still reminisce but I ain't for rewindin

Niggas gon hate cuz they ain't like me

Turn snake cuz they ain't push the weight like me

I'm a rebel hit the gas or ima peddle nightly

Pimp a hoe she got stilettos so ya pay a high fee

Feel the heckle from the crowd get em Hyphy

Screenshots records and a lot of typing

Start a riot

Fade on the first lighting

Want smoke

Then ya know that we all sliding

Run but ya know there's no hiding

Shells glidin like butter it never gon stutter

Ya mother gon sob at ya last sighting

Off In the books with ya name wiping

Get up and shoot for the stars

Got the spectators in awe

Get ready for a barrage

The price that you pay for a twelve car garage

Skippin I laugh to the bank

Then I'm hit up the spa

Biddie with back full of bank

Masseuse but ima give her the massage

Breaking her back like a straw on a camel

Buss and she happy I got that hoe smilin

She got the veneers where the fuck the enamel

Superstar shit when ya cut on the tv and see me ain't no way ya changin the channel

Showin her tiddies that shorty ain't human

But I know fasho the hoe is a mammal

Open the mosh got a bitch in there wylin

Feel the lights strobin

Hit the backwood mane it feel potent

DARO vs The world for my opponent

Say the right words and she jump on it

Move in a fleet of some camo Ferraris

It strictly for me and the troops

Steppin out might fuck around and come up on a chicken and flock in her coop

Plenty of people gon pump fake the ride so it's better to ride in a coupe

Two hundred in a Sixty five nigga

Had to drift just to hit the loop

Get up and shoot for the stars

Got the spectators in awe

Get ready for a barrage

The price that you pay for a twelve car garage

Skippin I laugh to the bank

Then I'm hit up the spa

Biddie with back full of bank

Masseuse but ima give her the massage

Breaking her back like a straw on a camel

Buss and she happy I got that hoe smilin

She got the veneers where the fuck the enamel

Superstar shit when ya cut on the tv and see me ain't no way ya changin the channel

Showin her tiddies that shorty ain't human

But I know fasho the hoe is a mammal

Open the mosh got a bitch in there wylin