Star Lyrics

I took a Uber out to Jupiter

Now I'm getting stupider

Took a plane out to Spain Ay, now I'm wit' a babe

She top me off while I pop champagne

I am not lost, I just know I'm in my lane

Yeah, in my lane, I ain't lost I'm a fuckin' boss

Yeah, Randy Moss Never worry bout what it costs

Yeah, Jerome Bettis in a fuckin' bus Yeah, everybody make a fuss

Yeah, using all her lip gloss on my balls Yeah, she wipes it off

Yeah, I don't think her daddy ever really liked me much

DJ shotz sayin' that I talk about sex too much

You're delirious

Yeah, I dead it, just forget it

We the best, comin' up

You gon' flop when you try, I ain't gonna die

I'm the one dyin' for this game

And I'm still alive, I'm insane

Candyman, let me rock the chain

Fifty two, rockin' eighty five K

Smoke a paper plane all the way to a payday

Now I'm off to Venus with my penis

Hittin' bars out on Mars

I'm a star, that's all I know, that's pretty far

Rear view Mirror got a Cop Car, what he want

Here's my fuckin' pot card, smoke a blunt

Now I'm off to Venus with my penis Hitting bars out on Mars

I'm a star, that's all I know, that's pretty far

Rear view mirror got a Cop Car, what he want

Here's my fuckin' pot card, smoke a blunt

Yeah, came from Philly, all I rep is family

Bout to buy Hawaii mami

Whip Bugattis get you bodied, life is good La di da dee

Now I drive a Maserati to the moon

Then I'm in her anus, treat the pussy like it's some food

Yeah, I'm that dude, I'm that cool, get a pool

Breakin' news, get a clue, blow a fuse

Who is you? I'm amused

What it do? I'm the truth

Feelin' like a Shaq shoe, you should try to fill it

Fill my drink, I spill it

From the windows to the wall to the ceilin'

I'm just stacking money

You know when we in the buildin'

A milli, a million, makin' a killin'

Laughin' to the bank and I'm only gettin' sillier

Sneakin' up on June and I'm only gettin' chillier

The way I whip the coupe, man, I make it look brilliant

If you my affiliate, you winnin

Third shift, space candy

Andy Kapps out in outer space, chillin

In another galaxy

Candy man

I told these motherfuckers too many times to stop doubtin' me

Now I'm off to Venus with my penis

Hittin' bars out on Mars

I'm a star, that's all I know, that's pretty far

Rear view mirror got a cop car, what he want

Here's my fuckin' pot card, smoke a blunt

Now I'm off to Venus with my penis

Hittin' bars out on Mars

I'm a star, that's all I know, that's pretty far

Rear view mirror got a cop car, what he want

Here's my fuckin' pot card, smoke a blunt

Somethin' like a satellite, blowin' up like dynamite

Bitches start to gravitate, it's too late

Now they just watch me demonstrate

Feelin' like I'm Kevin Gates, send you up to heaven gates

Now I start to meditate, get a bunch of money, man

Now we eatin' good, but I still look like a hungry man

I'm a star, that's all I know, that's pretty far

Rear view mirror got a cop car, what he want