Lyrics
And im with yo bae
We on the interstate
We finna make a play
He said we just like Bey and Jay
Bitch im hot like a motherfucking stove top
When im coming you can hear me down the whole block
Im the shit bitch I make the whole globe stop
Run em over like a mother fucking rod block
They just dropped a pin
Say less we on the way
Five three real petite keep me a baby k
In a big body it take up two lanes uh
Hair weave killa like Im two chains uh
Got a new whip cost two pink slips
Let him emp pay my tab and then I dip
I just hit dab now im on a space ship
Keep on talking shit put my pussy on his lip
Hoe u are not invited me and the gang fuck up the VIP
Bitch ill get indicted fore I fuck around and snitch
That nigga got excited cause I said ill be his bitch
And im only flying privte when im going on a trip
Im moving state to state
Bitch im in first place
Hoe you a sad case and im in my bag chase
The way im flexing up I leave em with the mad face
I ask yo nigga I must really got em mad bae
True Star
We in the VIP set
Niggas dick wet
Mazi just gave the beat and my hoe ripped that
Looking like a model waist on snatch no corset
Step thru need fifty feet don't touch you cant afford that
We on the way
Aint got all day
So we was speeding through
Im state to state no real estate
They watching how I move
Gunshine state not Miami
I'm a broward bae
Winning everyday
Bitches hella fake
I got a lot at stake
When I say go you cant delay
I like to say my name
Pedro got a ring to it
Bet you hoes can relate
Yall say it like its theme music
The best to fucking do it
I am the fucking movement
I am the fucking moment
Stacey don't act fucking clueless
Not ms dash but you hoes salty like some fucking noodles
You hoes is jokes to me
True star stand where im posed to be
Didn't I tell you hoes you can't stand nowhere close to me
Writer(s): Lauren Raby
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