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letra de venom - ✰starinthesky✰

[verse 1: ✰starinthesky✰]
i’m rich as a b-tch you can tell by my denim
p-ssin’ and hissin’ and spitting that venom
haters take shots and right back where i send em
made a few mill when life handed me lemons
mixin’ the lemon and lime wit the quali
rollin my whole body feeling the molly
met a new b-tch bout to take her to bali
so pls tell your girl to stop texting and calling
ugh, 411 i got some info
this new girl was sweet on the intro
but in the bedroom she a bimbo
sweet lil shawty turned into a nympho
ok i’ll break it down simple
i made that cash money my temple
and i just hit that ass so good
she let me bust on her dimples

[bridge 1: ✰starinthesky✰]
i’m leanin’ in on the codeine
then balance it out wit a bean
my watch shinin’ bright like a beam
i been gettin’ money since hunnids were green
yea now i’m picking up steam
sell lines right off of the beam
my customers actin like fiends
wallet too fat for my skinny jeans
[verse 2: whywewishღ]
i got me a knife, ima cut up you lemons
share profit wit my group like vladimir lennon
i’m cold like a slurpee from seven eleven
i’m makin my money, when? 24/7
i got me some purple, bro pour up the muddy
you p-ssies is clowns, you actin real funny
dis b-tch suck my d-ck, like my d-ck is a dummy
i’m chillin wit star, you ain’t matchin’ the money
i bust on this b-tch i ain’t talkin bout glock
it glide it don’t cl!ck, i might bust down the clock
you p-ssies is huddled you stay in a flock
but we stay on our own we on the way to the top
if you see a star then you best make a wish
or i might just pull up and f-ck on your b-tch
she want my d-ck cause she like how i spit
wish little b-tch yeah you know i’m legit
i jus spit venom, she spit on dis d-ck
you f-ckin wit star then the trigger gon’ cl!ck
i don’t f-ck witchu, you is not in the clique
got a rambo on my hip it do more than pr-ck
lil b-tch!

[bridge 2: ✰starinthesky✰]
i guess we just wish that ya all would get off of our d-cks
didn’t you know that job is for ya b-tch
i do what i want i made myself rich
i wear saint laurent while i make the work flip
i’m not a k!ller but i’m not my clip
glocky got 33 ready to split
your girl so sloppy she using her spit
after she top me i shoot on her tits
[verse 3: ✰starinthesky✰]
if you need a lesson then i got the tutors
they hit high marks, yea a+ all my shooters
even my shawty she strapped wit a ruger
i just sip coffee and cl!ck my computer
cl!ckety cl!cks make me rackety racks
i spend some quick the rest i just stack
i got the schwab gettin’ built up so fast
i could sit back and retire my ass
i’m too busy workin’
i feel glizzies lurkin’
i call up the homies they bringin’ some heat
they clear out the bando
stallone wit the rambos
peel out in a lambo, pirelli the streets
stars in her eyes while she makin a wish
she likes rappers way more than you think
so it’s no surprise that she heard our new track
and dm me that sweet little peach
amiri the denim i’m spittin’ that venom
you prolly should stay out my reach
you know i’m her favorite
i k!ll and i savor it
stop bringin’ sand to the beach….b-tch

- ✰starinthesky✰

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