letra de all star - midwxst
[intro]
b-tch
becker
[chorus: midwxst]
we see the opps, turn it to a martyr
not on no bench, n-gga, i’m a starter
bro keep a stick like he harry potter
b-tch, i’m a all-star, gary carter
i finna die lit, jordan carter
don’t f-ck with no press or reporters
n-gga, that’s too fed, don’t record us
i got them sh-lls on me like a tortoise
we got them big guns, they enormous
turn that song off, n-ggas snoring
i don’t hear that sh-t, that sh-t boring
you wanna talk shots? know they soaring
you wanna talk? we connecting the dots
run in that crib, we gon’ run in the spot
[verse 1: midwxst]
they talking ’bout uzi, but i’m finna pop
these b-tches want me, they all on my c-ck
my pockets is fat like they edp
he f-cking with 12 like he edp
b-tch, i’m at the top, i’m the mvp
b-tch, i’m a top dog, no tde
n-gga, i’m top dog, n-gga, i’m number one
that n-gga my fanboy, don’t mean chum
n-ggas say they want smoke ’til they get served lunch
n-gga think that he safe ’til he up in that bunch
we slide on that n-gga, i already know he gon’ run
when you talk ’bout the gang, better watch your tongue
we serve them shots, i ain’t talking ’bout rum
who stopped that beat? n-gga, i ain’t done
we slide on that n-gga, i already know he gon’ run
when you talk ’bout the gang, better watch your tongue
we serve them shots, i ain’t talking ’bout rum
who stopped that beat? n-gga, i ain’t done
[verse 2: smokingskul]
i k!lled the plug off, i’ma race quick
new glock-26 need a babysitter
i’m posting the pack out to the highest bidder
[?]
one, two, three, four
we was in his hood, he was a no-show
i just spent a bag in soho
feel like lebron, i’m shooting from logo
take aim, i’ll make him lose weight
check a n-gga like a suitcase
i go to columbia and get a new fake
b-tch, i’m a bad boy, i’m the new mase (what?)
new glocks and ar’s
no opps on your radar
b-tch, i know where all the strays are
b-tch, we finna shoot where his shades are
(hey, gang)
[chorus: midwxst]
we see the opps, turn it to a martyr
not on no bench, n-gga, i’m a starter
bro keep a stick like he harry potter
b-tch, i’m a all-star, gary carter
i finna die lit, jordan carter
don’t f-ck with no press or reporters
n-gga, that’s too fed, don’t record us
i got them sh-lls on me like a tortoise
we got them big guns, they enormous
turn that song off, n-ggas snoring
i don’t hear that sh-t, that sh-t boring
you wanna talk shots? know they soaring
you wanna talk? we connecting the dots
run in that crib, we gon’ run in the spot
[outro]
b-tch
becker
h-llo, b-tch
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