Stars Lyrics

I'm on the Southside, you know at the best side

Play with the gang, he get hog tied

Shoot out his gang, they can all die

How is it beef, but you don't slide

How you want smoke, you ain't got a fye

Nigga wanna play, we send him to the sky

You know how I'm coming, man, free all the guys

Long life Steppa, you still on my mind

I'm so lit, but I'm not in my prime

If you love me, why the fuck is you lying

1800 with a slice of a lime

Three phones asking, what is the time?

Bad attitude, damn, she fine Niggas ain't solid, them boys dropping dime

Free all my niggas, they sitting on some time

Fuck that, I'm trying to shade back

Nigga wanna smoke, that drac got a kick back

Internet talking, but you know we don't play that

Sending them shots, where your whole family staying

If yeen OTY, then lil' nigga don't say that

Crossing me out, I'ma get my lit back

Pushing this Honda like I'm in a motherfucking scat

Head so trash, I'm so damn mad

Ion work for Apple, I got me a Mac

Nigga want beef, but they can't go rack for rack cant go bag for bag, can't go sack to sack

Yo bitch give me rain when she mad

I'm on the E-Way, I'm treating this shit like a motherfucking track

I'm dodging 12 when I step on the gas

That nigga not like that, look at him and laugh

I'm on the Southside, you know at the best side

Play with the gang, he get hog tied

Shoot out his gang, they can all die

How is it beef, but you don't slide

How you want smoke, you ain't got a fye

Nigga wanna play, we send him to the sky

You know how I'm coming, man, free all the guys

Long life Steppa, you still on my mind

I'm so lit, but I'm not in my prime

If you love me, why the fuck is you lying

1800 with a slice of a lime

Three phones asking, what is the time?

Bad attitude, damn, she fine Niggas ain't solid, them boys dropping dime

Free all my niggas, they sitting on some time

Damn, headshot Niggas speak all my gang, swear to god yo ass get popped

Nigga try that shit and your ass getting knocked

Dusse going PG, all in the socks

I cannot love you, my heart is on lock

Heart on lock and the will not open

Met this lil hoe and she already soaking

I'm off the drink and I'm already flowing

What's in my cup, I call it purple potion

Niggas ain't got no money, no motion I'm off the drink and I'm coasting

I'm not bragging, bitch, I'm boasting I got money, now you know this

I'm on the Southside, you know at the bed side

Play with the gang, he get hog tied

Shoot out his gang, they can all die

How is it beef, but you don't slide

How you want smoke, you ain't got a fye

Nigga wanna play, we send him to the sky

You know how I'm coming, man, free all the guys

Long life Steppa, you still on my mind

I'm so lit, but I'm not in my prime

If you love me, why the fuck is you lying

1800 with a slice of a lime

Three phones asking, what is the time?

Bad attitude, damn, she fine Niggas ain't solid, them boys dropping dime

Free all my niggas, they sitting on some time

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