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what a star do - yk glizzy lyrics

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what a star do lyrics
hook:

we can get sh*t popping if you want to
my demons come and haunt you
i’ve been getting racks the police watch me like a cartoon
ive been in a foreign car this sh*t is push to start too
i don’t like to argue
this is what star do

n*gga come around me, acting gangster hit him in his jaw
i been out the rain, now all around me all i see is fog
my n*gga sipping wok, i heard some n*ggas sipping tylenol
i know some youngins in the f*cking trap they servin fentanyl

verse:

junkies calling for the rock
hit the ball right out the park
head back to the trizzy b*tch you know i’m tryna count my guwop
this the place we set up shop
my n*ggas had to take the block
you n*ggas jus don’t walk the talk
you try to stеp we send you up

they ain’t put mе on, i had get this sh*t my own way
i’mma bout to blow, i ain’t talking bout no propane
life turned me to a savage, got n*ggas caught up in the dope game
got youngings totting pistols they down to go let it blow man
ice around my neck sh*t got me colder than a snow man
ain’t pulling up wit pizzas but i’m knocking at your door man
my n*ggas up then sticks you ain’t gon make it past the door frame
then pull of in a old school, make you think that it’s the old days

hook:

we can get sh*t popping if you want to
my demons come and haunt you
i’ve been getting racks the police watch me like a cartoon
ive been in a foreign car this sh*t is push to start too
i don’t like to argue
this is what star do

n*gga come around me, acting gangster hit him in his jaw
i been out the rain, now all around me all i see is fog
my n*gga sipping wok, i heard some n*ggas sipping tylenol
i know some youngins in the f*cking trap they servin fentanyl

verse 2:

ain’t n0body pay attention when i was broke, that sh*t was unfair
they said i wasn’t gifted but i made it, i’m rocking monclers
baby i could dress you up and treat you good girl i ain’t no player
balenciaga shoes, n*ggas just can’t afford this footwear
sometimes i get so high, then go outside but i can’t see straight
sometimes i need some love, cuz when i’m down i do not feel great
pass the package to my broski pls don’t think that this a relay
b*tches know that i’m star, they always keep my sh*t on replay

we ain’t into funny sh*t, my n*ggas jus ain’t made for it
i’m in a all black, what makes you think that i done payed for it
jordan’s for my feet, make n*ggas wonder how i stay scoring
n*ggas broke as f*ck, some times i wonder how they stay pouring

hook:

we can get sh*t popping if you want to
my demons come and haunt you
i’ve been getting racks the police watch me like a cartoon
ive been in a foreign car this sh*t is push to start too
i don’t like to argue
this is what star do

n*gga come around me, acting gangster hit him in his jaw
i been out the rain, now all around me all i see is fog
my n*gga sipping wok, i heard some n*ggas sipping tylenol
i know some youngins in the f*cking trap they servin fentanyl

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