nic stic - fOr ThE sTaRs

All my shooters shoot for the stars
We 'gon take your loot out your car
She eat me like a fruit off a bar
Imma hit a stain with a scar
Lemme put your name in a jar
I'm serving different states in this car
I got different strains its bazar
I be off the drank getting far
All my shooters shoot for the stars
We 'gon take your loot out your car
She eat me like a fruit off a bar
Imma hit a stain with a scar
Lemme put your name in a jar
I'm serving different states in this car
I got different strains its bazar
I be off the drank getting far
We 'gon buy the drank
With a blank
Sticky pack it stank
We hitting banks
I'm worth 4 'bil like I'm shanks
We hitting flanks
Shout out A that boy a frank
We smoke on dank
Huh yeah smoke on glue
Like what it do
I be high off all these shrooms
Like that's my doom
She 'gon hit it off a spoon
Like she a goon
She 'gon eat me off a spoon
Inside my room uh
She be spreading rumors
She said she through with us
These Balencies aint no Pumas
You rocking boomers
Mix the drank up with them fluids
With all of them juices
Tryna play me just like I'm stupid
Who shot cupid
All my shooters shoot for the stars
We 'gon take your loot out your car
She eat me like a fruit off a bar
Imma hit a stain with a scar
Lemme put your name in a jar
I'm serving different states in this car
I got different strains its bazar
I be off the drank getting far
Yeah, doing entry's in that Z
Yeah we can start the car we don't even need the keys
Got that bitch she on her knees she begging please
Pull that chop out on him then he 'finna freeze
Boy you froze
Bad bitch she swallow my load
If she a catfish she getting exposed
I love my ice to my toes
Tool box full of poles
You got a tool box full of lows
We got the full stock we the pros
We keep a full Glock to his nose
We keep a full Glock to his face
If we racing I'm winning the race
He glazing that boy get erased
That chopper make sounds in the wraith
That chopper make sounds when they chase
I'm with an alien smoking on space
Fuck them pills they was laced
I make trills in a maze
All my shooters shoot for the stars
We 'gon take your loot out your car
She eat me like a fruit off a bar
Imma hit a stain with a scar
Lemme put your name in a jar
I'm serving different states in this car
I got different strains its bazar
I be off the drank getting far

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nic stic

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