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Let's do it (Yeah) I go hard (I go hard) And let these fuck niggas tell it, woo (Tell it) Yeah, I'm not no star (Not no star) You ridin' in a rental, that's not your car, okay (Skrrt, skrrt) High as stars (Stars), okay Go fly to Mars (Mars), okay Bitch, I'm in charge (Charge), okay Okay, let's start (Yeah) I go hard Green Goyard (Yeah) Valencia Park, ayy My planet's Mars, ayy, but I'm the man up in this bitch I brought sand to the beach, brought Gucci sandals on that bitch (Yeah) Now you know who rolled the blunt, so don't be tamperin' with that shit (Woah) One more shot of '42 and she'll be dancing on that dick (Go) All them hoes with you like that shit, there's a Prancer in your clique (Hey) See what's dancing on my wrist (Wrist), this a Rollie, shit don't, bitch Let's do it (Yeah) I go hard (I go hard) And let these fuck niggas tell it, woo (Tell it) Yeah, I'm not no star (Not no star) You ridin' in a rental, that's not your car, okay (Skrrt, skrrt) High as stars (Stars), okay Go fly to Mars (Mars), okay Bitch, I'm in charge (Charge), okay Okay, let's start, ayy (Let's go) Pullin' up in a Rolls Ghost (Uh), put it in park (Okay) Diamonds don't need no flash on it, they shine in the dark (In the dark) My shit bite, no bark (Bark) I'm talking 'bout big bite just like shark (Shark) These niggas never play they part They yellin', runnin' they mouth like narcs (Like narcs) Yeah, yeah, hold up, yeah I heard the pack just touched down, nigga, roll up (Roll some' up) She said she wanna lick me up and down like a Fruit Roll-Up Wherever I go to, they know us (Know us) 'Nother shot to the head, pour up (Throw up) I ain't never been scared Let's do it (Yeah, let's go) I go hard (I go hard) And let these fuck niggas tell it, woo (Tell it) Yeah, I'm not no star (Not no star) You ridin' in a rental, that's not your car, okay (Skrrt, skrrt) High as stars (Stars), okay Go fly to Mars (Mars), okay Bitch, I'm in charge (Charge), okay Okay, let's start (Ayy, okay, let's start) We make all this shit happen with no love, ayy Came up out the dirt, nigga, with no dust, ayy Keep it G, the real ones always show love, ayy Ask around the city, yeah, they know cuz Ayy, run in the bank Running the game, don't fumble the flame (No) I'm comin' through, better stay in your lane (Ayy) You see the Z on the 'Vette, ain't the same (Skrrt) Call me Patrón, I'm the head of the game Give me a shot and I'm lettin' it bang (Bang) Talk to these bitches in nothin' but slang Couple of y'all and she dance in the rain (Ooh) I go hard with it, you just got hard feelings (Buster) They talk like star witness, I pull up in all my fitness Just tryna mind my business We blowin' blunts, no kisses (Mwah) Swim in that dough like fishes Watch how I do it Let's do it (Yeah) I go hard (I go hard) And let these fuck niggas tell it, woo (Tell it) Yeah, I'm not no star (Not no star) You ridin' in a rental, that's not your car, okay (Skrrt, skrrt) High as stars (Stars) Go fly to Mars (Mars) Bitch, I'm in charge (Charge) Okay, let's start Yeah, yeah, hold up (Hold up), yeah (Got it on smash) (Rocketship Shawty)
Writer(s): Brian Todd Collins, Samuel David Jimenez, Joshua Parker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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