| Yeah
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| Super
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| Yeah
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| If I could tell it all, I wouldn’t
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| I saw the devil beside God, decided to jugg
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| Now it’s angels on my, on my hood, yeah
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| And it’s stars in my motherfuckin' roof, woo
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| Star Trek in my coupe
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| Feds trackin' my car, switch the burn and cut the loot, yeah
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| Bet they pray we fall but we too fly, yeah
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| My bitch roll up the fuckin' Fendi nightwear, woo
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| Soon as we bound she wipe me down, I count a check, yeah
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| We sip green, she sip down, I pop Act'
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| And it just dawned on me, I got a godly complex
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| I feel like all my niggas the bomb, like we the ones to go up next, yeah
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| If I could tell it all, I wouldn’t
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| I saw the devil beside God, decided to jugg
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| Now it’s angels on my, on my hood, yeah
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| And it’s stars in my motherfuckin' roof, woo
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| Wishin' on a star, wishin' on a star, yeah
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| Wishin' on a star, wishin' on a star, yeah
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| Sunshine beamin', VVS got a glare on it
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| Rockstar Amiri, paid some thousands for the tears on 'em
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| Real is rare, they compare one
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| We already lost it all, it was bare one
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| Tearin' up the stage like it’s Thrasher
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| All-Star on my Converse, get ad-libs
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| Border patrol see my score, average
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| She speak Latin and know the plug, she a bad bitch
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| Yeah, dope boy, gotta have 'em
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| Tried to jet, why you fightin' with no static?
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| Take the highway to heaven, livin' lavish
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| If I could tell it all, I wouldn’t
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| I saw the devil beside God, decided to jugg
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| Now it’s angels on my, on my hood, yeah
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| And it’s stars in my motherfuckin' roof, woo
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| Wishin' on a star, wishin' on a star, yeah
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| Wishin' on a star, wishin' on a star, yeah |