Shooting Star

Hm, Hm

Yeah, Hm

Uh, Yeah

Please don’t run up on me stupid, I'ma shooting star

Girl you can tell me, anything about you, I wonder who you are?

I fell out of love with strikin', lil' bro lot for stealin' cars

Hope it's not too early, she said she love me, she must want to steal my heart (Get your ass on)

Yeah, I’ll my young **** do that job, shit get hit like darts

Shit you think I'm lyin', go check my chart, I keep my iron on me like Tony Stark (On my mama)

I been hurt, got real scars and that shit left a mark

I still throw back pills and think of her, I hate when we apart (I hate that shit)

Yeah, I got high and call ya phone, you ain't even answer

I feel my body up with bars, you can call me a “Xanner”

I know shit ain't work out how we planned, I never been in good planner

Heart been fucked up, fell in love with green, just call me Top Outlander

Bro, put a switch on, back the gun, might need more than a standard

Yeah, I was 15 shootin' at **** till my fuckin' hand hurt

I get down, pop a M5, 23 now I got a damn Smurk

Get off them percs, get freaky, want me to eat it, left pussy on my shirt

Real junkie mix three RPs with my lean, til I'm in the dirt

This bitch don't even know my name, she see some money and wanna flirt

Said she'll ride with me, I'ma better put my Glock up in her skirt

I still pull up, drop a bomb in shallow, let off shots in the skirt

I fell in love with percs so much, my bitch said she wanna be a “perc”

You know all I want is your fuckin' love, I might buy you a Birk

I been up, can't get no sleep, up doin' drugs till the birds chirp

I might not make you feel that way, but you need the baddest on this earth

I done said some shit before, I wish I never said it

Sendin' messages while you blocked, pretending that you read it

I told you, “you the one I need”, you told me, we should “dead it”

I never thought I'd see you mean, and left my feelings shredded

Please don’t run up on me stupid, I'ma shooting star

Girl you can tell me, anything about you, I wonder who you are?

I fell out of love with strikin', lil' bro lot for stealin' cars

Hope it's not too early, she said she love me, she must want to steal my heart

Yeah, I’ll my young **** do that job, shit get hit like darts

Shit you think I'm lyin', go check my chart, I keep my iron on me like Tony Stark (On my mama)

I been hurt, got real scars and that shit left a mark

I still throw back pills and think of her, I hate when we apart