Superstar

Superstar

Oh My God We was on the block Looking rare And swarve It really Jar Who be you to know What we think we are Superstar Pretty Superstar Prove me wrong I just ****ed On my Desi Doll in A super car What the ****? Pussy Nigga boy You a little tard Tell your team We been off Supreme Half a decade long Weird as **** And your point is what Run come tell me some'n I'm a star Pretty Superstar Bwoy come press a button Umm, Funnel town Clingfilm wizard Kids Umm, after party table glisten like a blizard hit duh, Really word to Adjumma Gyal dream of man and wish Cz my WEchat B**** aint never send me text its only pictures Swear, Calm Joiner Build'em Big If I hand shit to my Harley Quinn my darling little minx Think Book bag hold Bannana clip with pikatchu on zip If I let that ****er rinse I'm turning everyone to victim I'm ****ing insecure that's why I hide my face Ugly Chubby boy But still Your mi amore will slide my way I heard them boys are Slimey And dont like me none but that's ok All they do is bitch and gossip gangsters never held No weight My brothers every colour so we T-kay on em done the race Yonguk boy I'm not from over there my young en get it straight Mile block radium and basic niggas never could relate UK Yardie Heavy **** with Soul So shut up What you Sayin YH Man can't talk like what's that who Never gonna run like what that loubs Dead nike bitch can't walk with man Dash Weh gyal go wash your shoes Dem bwoy clown dont par with stooge Don't want stress it's best you move No contest that's dead you scoot Shoot Man down New recruit Oh my God Bro gone come outside With the dusty teddy bruck Screaming oh my God Oh my ****ing God, It's a sign Come we lick a shot (Superstar) We don't give a **** brother We aint got a thing to give Wear a soul of technicolor Just to scare the pessimists Nesting in Abandoned cars When it's grey and pissing it Smoke'll funnel through the block We're just ****ing dissidents Oh My God We was on the block Looking rare And swarve It really Jar Who be you to know What we think we are Superstar Pretty Superstar Prove me wrong I just ****ed On my Desi Doll in A super car What the ****? Pussy Nigga boy You a little tard Tell your team We been off Supreme Half a decade long Weird as **** And your point is what Run come tell me some'n I'm a star Pretty Superstar Bwoy come press a button

Superstar

Lex Jones · 1680796800000

Oh My God We was on the block Looking rare And swarve It really Jar Who be you to know What we think we are Superstar Pretty Superstar Prove me wrong I just ****ed On my Desi Doll in A super car What the ****? Pussy Nigga boy You a little tard Tell your team We been off Supreme Half a decade long Weird as **** And your point is what Run come tell me some'n I'm a star Pretty Superstar Bwoy come press a button Umm, Funnel town Clingfilm wizard Kids Umm, after party table glisten like a blizard hit duh, Really word to Adjumma Gyal dream of man and wish Cz my WEchat B**** aint never send me text its only pictures Swear, Calm Joiner Build'em Big If I hand shit to my Harley Quinn my darling little minx Think Book bag hold Bannana clip with pikatchu on zip If I let that ****er rinse I'm turning everyone to victim I'm ****ing insecure that's why I hide my face Ugly Chubby boy But still Your mi amore will slide my way I heard them boys are Slimey And dont like me none but that's ok All they do is bitch and gossip gangsters never held No weight My brothers every colour so we T-kay on em done the race Yonguk boy I'm not from over there my young en get it straight Mile block radium and basic niggas never could relate UK Yardie Heavy **** with Soul So shut up What you Sayin YH Man can't talk like what's that who Never gonna run like what that loubs Dead nike bitch can't walk with man Dash Weh gyal go wash your shoes Dem bwoy clown dont par with stooge Don't want stress it's best you move No contest that's dead you scoot Shoot Man down New recruit Oh my God Bro gone come outside With the dusty teddy bruck Screaming oh my God Oh my ****ing God, It's a sign Come we lick a shot (Superstar) We don't give a **** brother We aint got a thing to give Wear a soul of technicolor Just to scare the pessimists Nesting in Abandoned cars When it's grey and pissing it Smoke'll funnel through the block We're just ****ing dissidents Oh My God We was on the block Looking rare And swarve It really Jar Who be you to know What we think we are Superstar Pretty Superstar Prove me wrong I just ****ed On my Desi Doll in A super car What the ****? Pussy Nigga boy You a little tard Tell your team We been off Supreme Half a decade long Weird as **** And your point is what Run come tell me some'n I'm a star Pretty Superstar Bwoy come press a button

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