b#tch, huh, b#tch
b#tch, wooh, whoo
St-
Step-stepping in my
Ice-Ice creams like
Ice ice baby milo
Rice colored jeans
Copped the same shoes twice-twice, twins
And I’m nice like these, cutting ice on Skis
Ed Hardy on my body, sky blue
My religion very true, and my b#tch like Betty boop
Your friend hiding in your back be selling you
What the f#ck you gonna do
Big star on my baggy BAPESTA jeans
Big blade on me so don’t run up on me please
Big star on my baggy BAPESTA jeans
Big blade on me so don’t run up on me please
I’m a big star (in the making)
I’m a big star (v-r-o-m-j)
I’m a big star (in the making)
I’m a big star
Big star, big-
Big star…
Jaw break a b#tch (what) I made yo b#tch (what)
You wished for me, but your man came from Wish (Psst)
But me I just lay back smokin’ on that Blueberry
Two fairys by my side, one of them too scary
And that patek on my wrist is extravagant
That’s katara on my wrist and her element
Your b#tch stuck in my trunk like an elephant
What the f#ck you tellin’ me?
sh#t get dark like a melanin
If you run up on me
Bounced back like a gelatin
If you wished for me to quit
sh#t get dark like a melanin
If you run up on me
Bounced back like a gelatin
Bounced back like a gela-yeah!
Big star on my baggy BAPESTA jeans
Big blade on me so don’t run up on me please
Big star on my baggy BAPESTA jeans
Big blade on me so don’t run up on me please
I’m a big star (in the making)
I’m a big star (v-r-o-m-j)
I’m a big star (in the making)
I’m a big star
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