Five Star lyrics

by

Quadeca


[Intro]
Ooh it's M. Rigotti baby

[Chorus]
Find  the blunt, the way we living five stars (Yeah)
n*ggas  soft, man these not hard (Not hard)
Bad b*tch, and you know she five stars (Bad)
Grind that hard, bought the wraith with the stars (Stars)
I'm  a star, pull up with a foreign broad (Ha)
We  Minaj, twenty three black car (Car)
That's on god, most of these n*ggas fraud (Hard)
Living  large, bought the wraith with the stars

[Verse: 1]
I only want the green like it's naughty, I see my tiati-tati
She in my city, she get violent
I only ride with the baddest
I  love my n*ggas, they actin'
Gon' have to catch me, you trappin'
Five star lifestyle was the wildest
She just a thotty with manners
She let me put her on camera
We on your head like it's dandruff
My haters hold you for ransom
Hop in the ghost, Danny Phantom
I got them leanin', no fellas
Smoke on this dough, she a cancer
She throw it back when I'm in
I'm only here just to win it
My n*gga, this the beginning
Don't do no fake or pretending
I'm overlapping y'all finished
You with the table, we greedy
R.I.P Bobby and Stevie
The ones who taught me these feelings
Man, only real ones gon' hear this
Free all my n*ggas, I miss them

[Chorus]
Find the blunt, the way we living five stars (Yeah)
n*ggas soft, man these not hard (Not hard)
Bad b*tch, and you know she five stars (Bad)
Grind that hard, bought the wraith with the stars (Stars)
I'm a star, pull up with a foreign broad (Ha)
We Minaj, twenty three black car (Car)
That's on god, most of these n*ggas fraud (Hard)
Living large, bought the wraith with the stars

[Verse: 2]
Eventhough you don't know nobody
Eat on my di*k, no jolly
Hop in the coupe, nobody
She give me head, psychiatrist
Get on the beat and I bodied it
Tunnels start clapping, no audience
Never come down to how I get
Not Billie Jean but I'm the kid
Just let me know what it really is
Five star, baby, you been this sh*t
If it's all for the clout, I don't give a sh*t
Babygirl let me show you what the pimpin' is
I'm on the next flight to the money land
Everyday I'm getting them hunnids in
Soon they'll all be in here
Diamonds, they dance on my Cartier

[Bridge]
I don't really see it another way
B. Lou get money and paper chase
Still go get it in a rainy day
Still send shots, no trainy day
Put it back, all in a lemonade
Cartier shades, not seeing hate
Daddy a pus*y so how you brave
B. Lou made it and paved the way

[Chorus]
Find the blunt, the way we living five stars (Yeah)
n*ggas soft, man these not hard (Not hard)
Bad b*tch, and you know she five stars (Bad)
Grind that hard, bought the wraith with the stars (Stars)
I'm a star, pull up with a foreign broad (Ha)
We Minaj, twenty three black car (Car)
That's on god, most of these n*ggas fraud (Hard)
Living large, bought the wraith with the stars

[Verse 3]
[?] runnin', not sayin' somethin'
Free my brother independent, been about that money
Tryna move like Pablo but I'm not Columbian
I get the money in
Diamonds, they sunny in
I am no weatherman
Slidin' my other bands
n*gga, up the plan
I feel like Madridman
I could be your taco man
n*gga want beef
I love it like nachos, man
I'm more than me, n*gga
You a dollar man
R.I.P Nipsey
Double up fam (Huh)

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