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Superstar
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Superstar was released on September 11, 2026 by M I N E Entertainment / EMPIRE as a part of the album The World Is Yours
September 11, 2026
LanguageEnglish
BPM95
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

My dawg
Yeah, man
Wavy Navy shit
Man, can't be fucked with, boy
Money ain't every thing, Ghetto Boy shit
Yeah, coffee cup like a **** work a nine to five
Aye yo C probably sippin' while he lookin' down
Fanta, probably tryna sue us, how we do the pop?
Me and bro is sippin' green, we got millions now
Thousand 8's all brown like the Travis Scott's (yeah)
I got killers on the 8-Mile, no cheddar Bob's (no cap)
If I ever write a statement, I hope I die
She a freak tryna fuck me in the daytime
What the fuck these **** want us rappin' 'bout?
I'm sippin' fine and sleep, I feel like Pacquiao
The hood made me a dawg but I got cat lives
This show is 80-40 on the back side
I ain't trust this shit, I think the phone wired
Boy, you hit this, sent her back up with the blow job
I'm scrapin' up the 40, damn, that's sleep driver
I'm in a foreign car, I ain't no Dodge driver
Got your stash in a baby bottle
Drank head, I let the lean plug fuck my baby mama
Playin' Patek with the band cost me eighty thousand
Drank head, the first time I sipped was with my auntie mama
Winkle gave a forty back, we gotta thank Obama
I got two- hundred thousand cash on me, how you gon' say I robbed you?
Caught him at the drive- thru and ate him at McDonald's
This rap shit gettin' boring, take me back to college
Can't believe we just found this Actavis
I just cracked the yellow bar before I cracked your bitch
Made it far, I ain't lookin' back for shit
Told Ghazi I'm a superstar, I still'll whack some shit
I just spent a dub in the Louis store
Kenny Styles with OxyContin in your coochie hole
I just took the twat with me, now the pussy gone
I just wanna fuck, ain't tryna cuddle, take the pussy home
I did my whole bid, I ain't tell on nothin'
I got the Glock down in the A, somebody sell a button
Louis V, white tee, it cost eleven- hundred
Ain't even put on no cologne, they say I smell like money
What the fuck, you just rolled up? It ain't smell like nothin'
My bitch pussy so tight she can tell I'm comin'
I got a sealed pint of Tris, let's drink a twelve or somethin'
**** fucked up, at this point I think they sellin' money
Written by: Josiah Jackson
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