Mwai - Stars

Going to the stars, going to the moon!
Baby there's no limit we just going up
I'ma get the bag I'ma do it soon!
Rest of all these niggas they just pouring up
Focused on the bag focused on the racks!
I don't want your girl but she want me bad!
Don't fuck with lil bro, yeah cuz he's a rat
We don't fuck with snitches we gone smoke him
Yeah the racks I just be throwing
We pull up, wet him up, that lil boy he soaking
I don't fuck with weed, I don't smoke it
Pouring up that drank yeah, that boy making potions
Bag, I'ma get the bag
Ran up all my bands yeah I just be poppin' tags
I had to racks yeah, I had to get bands
You know we so up yeah, we cannot relax, (No no no)
We gone hit with, (We gone hit with), we gone hit with fire
Now he crossed the, (Now he crossed the), now he crossed the line
He ran outta, (He ran outta), he ran outta time
Damn girl you so, (Damn girl you so), damn girl you so fine
Pulled up in a jag, pulled up in a truck
I hope all the fakes they just go away
Focus on the bag on the bag and just going up
Then all of my problems they'll just blow away
Going to the stars, going to the moon!
Baby there's no limit we just going up
I'ma get the bag I'ma do it soon!
Rest of all these niggas they just pouring up
Focused on the bag focused on the racks!
I don't want your girl but she want me bad!
Don't fuck with lil bro, yeah cuz he's a rat
We don't fuck with snitches we gone smoke him
I took his bitch and that shit broke him
Fuck that, me and all my niggas we just toting
He got that lean and that she potent
Up that, drank inside the cup feel like I'm floating
(We gone hit with, we gone hit with fire)
(Run up on a, run up and it's time)
(We just get the, we just get the bag)
(I'ma get the, I'ma get the)

Written by:
Mwai Phiri

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