Key: G# minor
Verse 1
dose and took the dope
Now with me she smokin' weed
She said I'm teardope
Like I came up off the coca leaf
It's the location matching blunts
Who call this ride the double treat
Uh, she hella cute
But she know I gotta smoke and leave
I'm back on my side of the grind,
getting money you can not fuck with me
But ain't no rain gon' slow me down,
you know how my city be
Dishonorable, discharging haters,
but they still salute
Jardim I tell them twice, fuck they life,
nigga, this my world
My jump off's looking better
than your mane, girl
And that's a damn shame,
but how'd the game go?
Jim Kelly cocky swag,
she picked me like a damn pro
I see him driving, but I'm in my own lane
Bro, diamond tone,
windows up, I'm stoned
See that focus, now they wanna get on
Block I .D., just be callin' my phone
Be callin' my phone
I used to love em, need em
Now I fuck em, then I leave em
Ha, I give em breath
Then fuck it, leave em not breathin'
It's the lady killer Jack and Jordy season
If she ain't ever smoke
Then I give em a reason
Cause we up
We a potential on
They ain't know what we on
I'm on the star track
Nigga, watch these bitches bling on
Watch these bitches bling on
Watch these bitches bling on
I'm on the star track,
n***a watch these bitches cling on
We up on Echelon,
they ain't on what we on
I'm on the star track,
n***a watch these bitches cling on
Watch these bitches cling on,
watch these bitches cling on
I'm on the star track,
n***a watch these bitches cling on
Tell them sober soldiers
that you better go
More gang, better run,
we movin' up the Echelon
Break em' down, decepticons,
cause they ain't on what we on
I'm on the star track,
n***a watch these
bitches cling on
Am
Em
Attention with the groupies like,
poof, bitch, be gone
I play it like a rerun,
she ain't nothin' but a peon
Word to R. Kelly,
give a fuck if they good and ready
Age ain't nothin' but a number
unless she comin' to the telly
I'm a dog, but I keep a chick like Clifford
I call her when I need her
Am
Em
like a football kicker
She bring me what I need
like money and a swisher
And she don't need no phone
Am
Em
for that bitch to get the picture
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Em
I'm posted in the clouds,
I ain't never comin' down
No reception where I'm at,
I'm surprised you can hear me now
They all up on my horse
and I ain't even polo down
Am
Em
And we don't need no track shoes
to show me runnin' town
Cause we up
We up an echelon,
they ain't know what we on
I'm on a star track,
nigga watch these bitches bling on
Watch these bitches bling on,
watch these bitches bling on
I'm on a star track,
nigga watch these bitches bling on
We up an echelon, ain't know what we on
I'm on a star track,
nigga watch these bitches bling on
Watch these bitches cling on,
watch these bitches cling on
I'm on a star track,
they ain't know what we on
Watch these bitches cling on,
watch these bitches cling on
We up a echelon,
they ain't know what we on
Watch these bitches cling on,
watch these bitches cling on
Am
Em
I'm on the star track, nigga,
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watch these bitches bling out
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Listen, you won't even know
what kind you have
when I get done with that. Oh shit.
You won't even know.
You won't even know.
You fucking walk past that motherfucker
and wonder if that's your fucking car or not.
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