Ima S.t.a.r

Lyrics

[Intro] What's up with it Digiwan nigga? I be you brodie Shouts out to them westside Stockton niggas You know what it is nigga Off top nigga, LPP, I be you boy Off top nigga Cash Money Lav, nigga Bank'd Up Entertainment Digiwan on the track nigga [Verse 1] These .308s scorching and this choppa got a nice aim Thought you had a pass cause we let you leave the dice game Caught your ass walking then smoked you in the bike lane Knocked yo ass down and skirted off in the white Range Guns like Max Payne, kicks like Jackie Chan My team push a hard line from South Sac to Pakistan Icy like a avalanche, Lav got the block snowin And I ain't fuckin with you bitch, if you not hoin You see the Bank'd up chain and the watch glowin Rob me and I'ma smoke you when the chop blowin 30 boys next up, please don't flex up Get your dome shattered like glass when that TEC bust Leave everything in your body broke from your chest up Leave 100 holes in your bitch from her breast up Just for walking towards me This a true story Bitch you a dope fiend, you can not afford me ho [Interlude] Punk ass bitch Hahahaha Can't fuck with me man S.T.A.R nigga, I'm shoutin nigga You feel me though? Off motherfuckin top mane Yeah man Off top, off top [Verse 2] I'm in the game ballin, you can call me Robert Horry Lavish D the hottest thang on the inventory I feel like talking shit mane, somebody come record me A mansion out in Granite Bay, that bitch 3 stories Got a couple condos, got a couple bandos I might trade my chain straight across for a lambo I ride with a choppa, so y'all niggas better stand low Different colored diamond watch looking like a rainbow I'm always with a different bitch, I'm never with the same ho Bitch I'm a pimp, but I don't never wear a Kangol King of the town, I'ma hold it down Orange diamond bracelet looking like the Cleveland Browns Yo bitch chose Lav D cause nigga, you a clown And I be always in the streets like the cracks in the ground I'm from Zone 51, you can find me uptown 4 choppas in the car, with the goons riding around, bitch [Interlude] You already know how I move I'm moving mean bitches, mane, cross country mane I'm a S.T.A.R Hahahahaha Bank'd Up boy though Niggas hatin man Get your mind right Boy Boy Stop hating bitch, you can't stop my shine nigga [Verse 3] Crossing game get you found, that's the way that I was brought up Speakin on Lav got your mama house shot up Moving like a mob boss, hoping I don't get caught up I know the streets watching me, I mob deep like Prodigy Let me set the record straight, you barking like a Bulldog I just got out of jail, and blood, it's jumping like a Bullfrog Gang Task on me cause they see I run the hood, dog I just talked to the homies, and they tell me "you ain't good, dog" My fuck niggas lurkin, throwin bullets like T-Bo I'a make Dreda take your chain like Debo Throwin up your hood'll get you bagged like a kilo Syrup got me high, now I'm flyer than a G4 Pussy niggas slid through and shot my cousin Megaman Now it's time to load up, slide through, and bang a man 65 shots to the face will rearrange a man Make a nigga beg for his life like he ain't a man, nigga [Outro] On everything nigga Quit hating, boy The new movement, nigga New World Order, nigga I'm out here, nigga For real, nigga Bout that there Digiwan, I be you boy Shouts out to Lil Spark boys mane Off top Westside Stockton, I be y'all Up in that mouth of that MAC though, nigga South Sac, nigga 2-0-916, nigga We out here, nigga Pushin, boy I'm a S.T.A.R, bitch Lucrative, nigga I need large mothafuckin profits ASAP, nigga