I'm A Star

[Intro] I'mma Star Hey! Hey! Hey! Hold up! [Verse 1] I’m setting up some action on the iPhone She a headache to her man but yeah she my shone Ima ride this bitch until the tires gone And have that bitch screaming like a new Plies song Hey, I’m no longer banned out of take one My lil homie on them zans and me I stay blunted Oh shit Berg back fucking with them beans When that nigga sticken you might see em riding through the beans Nigga i’m in the same section as the killers is You play with me you might just get your whole banana split And I ain’t gotta get dirty nigga you got a price nigga My outfit worth more than your life nigga [Hook] I'mma star make a wish Nine times I could ten I could take ya bitch A nigga full I’m bout to take a shit All you haters get you cameras out and take a pic Light show my ice bright as hell I got a watch but the time I can barely tell I'mma star nigga make a wish Nine times out of ten I could take you bitch [Verse 2] Just do your homework And ask about me fool And they'll tell you how these young niggas round me goon And go ask them bitches how we do em I dribble for a lil bit than pass em ...alley hoop Fast lane I'm getting brain in a Audi coupe Holding the 30 thousand dollars watch out the roof Living life that’s what the fuck is called And I ain’t caring bout what them haters say nigga fuck em all They come too close they better duck and dodge These rounds that i’m sending man this ruger ain't’ fucking off Steady thuggin like i’m above the law a couple jews or retainers so i’m guarantee the charge Or I might go and grab the stick and hit up your block Just to make sure my damn aim is up to par Last year they said I was suppose to get indicted But instead i’m getting head on a fucking island [Hook]