Shy Glizzy - Shooting Star

Ah
(Young Jefe, holmes)

Everybody know I'm a big dog, but I don't really bark (hoo)
And baby, I'm takin' off, like a shooting star
You say you love me, why you make it so hard? (Ah)
This life can get ugly (yeah), but we covered in scars (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Beep, beep, Lamborghini Urus, they ain't know I had it in the garage
Bitch went to the doctor, told 'em make it look just like Nicki Minaj (like Nicki Minaj)
These niggas actin' funny, its a whole lotta money, gon' get it, or not (gon' get it or not)
Say she only like niggas with racks (huh), well I got a lot (haha, haha, haha)

Baby girl, God blessed you, I think you're my type (I think your my type)
If I ain't like ya (uh), I would've one night ya (uh)
Lil bitch from Manchester, she call me a fighter (yeah)
I don't do no contracts just (nope), I'm gonna pipe ya (uh)
Glizzy, Glizzy, bang, and it came with a beam (uh-uh)
Call me self-made, I ain't have no team (uh-uh, uh)
Had my first hundred thou', I was seventeen (whew)
Young niggas stay down, you get to see 'em (Lay down)
I still think about Thirty in my dreams (thirty)
Every nigga I burried, they killed, got me (whoo, whoo)
I don't worry 'bout comments on IG (uh-uh)
I just worry 'bout commas, know how that be (cha-ching)

Everybody know I'm a big dog, but I don't really bark (hoo)
And baby, I'm takin' off (hey, hey), like a shooting star (woo)
You say you love me, why you make it so hard? (Huh)
This life can get ugly (uh), but we covered in scars (uh, uh, uh)
Beep, beep, Lamborghini Urus, they ain't know I had it in the garage
Bitch went to the doctor, told 'em make it look just like Nicki Minaj (like Nicki Minaj)
These niggas actin' funny, its a whole lotta money, gon' get it, or not
Say she only like niggas with racks (yeah), well I got a lot (I got a lot, yeah)

I done made a lot of hoes out here mad (uh)
I was just a young nigga in my bag (uh)
Bitch used to be a star, now I'm in her pad (uh)
Think I might fuck, but don't call her back (uh)
Say, you really too young, but she like my swag (uh)
Then she see me with a gun, and say, "Boy, you bad" (uh)
I like to pop bottles, I like to pop tags (uh)
My bitch is a model, she naturally bad (uh, uh, uh)
She used to the wangsters (yeah), she said I'm a gangster (yeah, yeah)
You say that you love me, who you think you foolin'? No I'm not a prankster (yeah, yeah)
I still rep the same hood (yeah), no, I won't change up (yeah)
The opps think its all good (yeah)
'til they get their brains bust (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Everybody know I'm a big dog, but I don't really bark (hooh)
And baby, I'm takin' off (hey, hey), like a shooting star (wheew)
You say you love me, why you make it so hard (huh)
This life can get ugly (uh), but we covered in scars (uh, uh, uh)
Beep, beep, Lamborghini Urus, they ain't know I had it in the garage
Bitch went to the doctor, told 'em make it look just like Nicki Minaj (like Nicki Minaj)
These niggas actin' funny, its a whole lotta money, gon' get it, or not (gon' get it or not)
Say she only like niggas with racks (huh), well I got a lot (haha, haha, haha)

Written by:
Marquis Amonte King

Publisher:
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