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Sh*ttyBoyz

Every star player has an off night
I turned off-brand into Off-White
Guarantee you run up on?me,?that's a lost?life
Your boyfriend a dirtball, this that?sauce life
Stamina in credit, boy, I'm runnin' up a check
Track star in Saks Fifth, I'm runnin' up the set
Run up, try to flex, that's a hundred to your neck
I got 'em sick, bro, they can't stomach what I spent
I'd still talk sh*t if I ain't have a mouth
And I work for this sh*t, it wasn't handed out
I knew the b*t*h was easy, I ain't really have a doubt
Used to crack jokes 'bout the kid but I'm laughin' now
Hoes used to ho me, I ain't need them though
I ain't scared of death, b*t*h, I'm scared of being broke
Look in the mirror, hell yeah, I see the GOAT
She sent my soul through the roof, yeah, she a pro
We ain't up now? That sh*t new to me
Shoot me? Wouldn't even shoot a three
I don't scrap but the punches are like UFC
I'm plugged in, charged up like a USB
Hockey sticks, we'll slide like a Mighty Duck
You a d**khead if you try your luck
Fire hazard every time I'm 'bout to slide a dunk
Raf Simons on, you won't catch me in no Hyperdunks
Yeah, I'm the star player
Used to be sixth man, I'm the star player
Scorin' now, hell nah, I ain't no ball player
Took a few risks, now I'm feelin' like the star player
Ha, yeah, b*t*h, I'm the star player
Used to ride the bench, now I'm the star player
Scorin' now, hell nah, I ain't no ball player
Took a few trips, now I'm feelin' like the star player

B*t*h said I'm actin' dumb, nah
I just wanted head like a mugshot
Swear to God I just had a pack of dubs rocks
Stick got some power, boy, that's a pack a punch Glock
I would hate to be your losing-a**
Used to play Midnight Club, now I do the dash
Punch here, punch there with my abusive-a**
Hit her with a juke move with my elusive-a**
All that fake sh*t, nah, I can't be around it
All that snake sh*t, nah, I can't be around it
All that hate sh*t, nah, I can't be around it
I ain't gon' miss one shot if the beam up on it
Heartbeat sensor on the chop so don't take a breath
Red bottoms on, that's a band when I take a step
Non-balling-a**, you the type to go and blame the ref
Game face activated, no, I can't break a sweat
This life, just wait till I activate
I was in a bad mood till that package came
Got that Drac' on my side like a Raptors game
Came up stealin' like I jumped in the pa**ing lane
The only time you shot OT was for AAU
You ain't never touch ten, I done made a few
Only eighteen but I was born that plus eighty-two
Sent eight out the .30, now it got Baby Smoove
Yeah, I'm the star player
Used to be sixth man, I'm the star player
Scorin' now, hell nah, I ain't no ball player
Took a few risks, now I'm feelin' like the star player
Ha, yeah b*t*h, I'm the star player
Used to ride the bench, now I'm the star player
Scorin' now, hell nah, I ain't no ball player
Took a few trips, now I'm feelin' like the star player

Hmm, should I f**k up Big Beaver?
Nah, I'ma just f**k up some chip readers
Self-scanning in my hoodie, I'm the Bin Reaper
Got it off the strength, now I'm flexing like a gym teacher
Feel like Jet Li, foreign kicks when I walk
Crunchwrap supreme, b*t*h, that's just how I talk
Plankton-a** boy, stop beggin' for the sauce
Ain't never been no worker, b*t*h, I always been a boss
Dukes lie when she say ain't sh*t free in life
'Cause I'ma make a twenty ball if I leave tonight
Steak bites, smack the chef if they ain't season right
They ain't have no Masters on the side? This a Visa night
Steady blowin' up my phone, this b*t*h need a life
Yeezy Boost off the joggy, that's Adidas life
You still rock Samoas? Boy, them Adidas strife
Ain't no need to fight, bro'll send dawg to Jesus Christ
Now what will I do?
Now what will I do?
What will I, what will I do, without you?

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