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letra de starplayer - rich woan

[chorus]
uh, sh-t (ready?)
we go too crazy (s-s-s-star!)
gotta be sh-ttin’ me, still gon’ roll with me
b-tch you sh-ttin’ me, on this sh-t i be
the evil twin i be, front and back, ali (starplayer!)
keep your b-tches on leash (leash)
oh, f-ck, this sh-t i see (sah)
red and blue, they sh-ttin’ me (f-ck the popo)
should’ve written me, up for a degree
them b-tches puttin’ me up for the byb (byb)
build yourself, b-tch, but this sh-t ain’t me (sh-t not me)
all this sh-t i see, we went too crazy (uh)

[verse 1]
uh, i’m a starplayer, i might ask my b-tch for some braids, she’ll braid it
i ball like i’m in the lakers, 2 type of shooters, guns and ballers
b-tch you think i’m rockin’ sh-t, b-tch nah, i make it
you b-tchеs keep yappin’ who got rapper friends, they undеrrated
they’ll never be me, they don’t shoot like me, i’m famous
my sh-t be poppin’ while your friends can’t get your lyric right on g*nius
when i talk to my b-tches they not tryna be one above me, they get me
you should stop, all this hate you’re gettin’ makin’ you forget the number 1 thing for your fame
be a starplayer, your goal is to be a starplayer
but in this league you won’t get sh-t, you might aswell retire
your clothes are wack, you should think about gettin’ better attire
you’ll lose a fight, die in a gunfight, ask my supplier
are you really gettin’ the sh-t you want? or you’ll stay as a writer?
might aswell open fire with the n-ggas who doesn’t agree with you, right?
this sh-t is like 2011, bonfire, you’re not the brightest light in you’re life
hire enemies to stand by your side, but they wearin’ a wire, what’s your desire?
[chorus]
uh, sh-t, we go too crazy (s-s-s-star!)
gotta be sh-ttin’ me, still gon’ roll with me
b-tch you sh-ttin’ me, on this sh-t i be
the evil twin i be, front and back, ali (starplayer!)
keep your b-tches on leash (leash)
oh, f-ck, this sh-t i see (sah)
red and blue, they sh-ttin’ me (f-ck the popo)
should’ve written me, up for a degree
them b-tches puttin’ me up for the byb (byb)
build yourself, b-tch, but this sh-t ain’t me (sh-t not me)
all this sh-t i see, we went too crazy (uh)

[verse 2]
are you agreein’ with sh-t you’re not supposed to?, tell me the truth
agree with me and you might succeed in life, don’t talk ’bout correcting me
sh-t crazy, like the last time i got her back, you thought i liked that?
on some starplayer sh-t, i’m ballin’ b-tch, don’t be afraid of that

- rich woan

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