Star

Rimma went crazy on that ho, that thugga move

Yea

Yeeeaaaah (yeah)

Yeah

Yaaaaa

Yeaaaah

Yeah

Ohhh

Wooaah (yeah)

Woooaaah (yeeeaaaah)

Yeah, I just hopped on a plane

Yeah, I got all this fame

Stay away from me, you lames

Yeah, I just hopped on a plane

Yeah, I'm gonna go to fucking Mars

Yeah, they look at me like a star

Yeah, they mean mugging hard

Yeah, I just don't know what to do

Don't know what to do

Yeah, this shit ain't nothing new

Yeah, I just got me a Band

Yeah, and a couple racks

Now I'm gonna go to France

Get me a couple Bands

Yeah, spending this shit on all my mans

Spending on the hood

Yeah, I'm doing good

Doing good, my mental health

Yeah, I'm doing very well

Yeah, I got all this wealth

Everything that's going as planned

Next step is going to France

Yeah, I'm gonna succeed

Not doing this for anyone but me

I ain't no lame, stay in your lane

Yeah, I'm switching lanes

Yeah, I'm in a lamb

Yeah, I'm in the Benz

Yeah, I'm in a new Bugatti

Yeah, your hoes is giving me sloppy

Yeah, I just caught two new body's

Yeah, I got a new gun, yeah my twin

Is on the run

Yeah, he missing all the fun

Yeah, I'm gonna go far

Yeah, I'm with my fucking blood

Yeah, I'm having so much fun

Yeah, I'm witu my fucking fam

Yeah, they treating me well

Yeah, I'm at fucking peace

With my family

Yeah, no fucking beef

Is gonna harm me