Reece Hughes - STELLA

Feeling stellar, I need Stella
Making all these other bitches jealous
Skin vanilla, be my Cinderella
And she only likes when I buy Robert Geller
Feeling stellar, I need Stella
Making all these other bitches jealous
Skin vanilla, be my Cinderella
And she only likes when I buy Robert Geller
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Runnin' up these bands, yeah with my Stella bae
I'm thinking about you, each and every single day
I buy you everything, love it when you say my name
My priority is you, fuck the money and the fame
She like the diamonds in my teeth, yeah I got that shit from Jacob
Swear these rappers cosmetologists, all the shit they make up
Flow too sweet, like a lemonade shake up
Deleting old pictures, like I was going through a break up
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, she know I'm the best (Yeah)
I don't lift no weights (Nah) hell nah that ain't no flex (Nah)
Got yo girl in my phone (Huh?) she just want me for the sex (Yeah)
Block her number out my phone (Okay) I'm only worried bout the checks
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Can't mess with her anyway, that hoe is way too vexed (Yeah)
Yeah you know I'm in the zone, but you playing full court press
Got the drip from my walk, you can tell by how I dress
Yeah you know I'm mess, yeah you know I'm a mess
She a Libra, but you still a gem and I love you
You the only one I can run to
I put my all my trust in you
And if it ain't you then it's fuck you
Feeling stellar, I need Stella
Making all these other bitches jealous
Skin vanilla, be my Cinderella
And she only likes when I buy Robert Geller
Feeling stellar, I need Stella
Making all these other bitches jealous
Skin vanilla, be my Cinderella
And she only likes when I buy Robert Geller

Written by:
Reece Hughes

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