Shootin’ Stars lyrics

[Pre-Chorus]

b*tch we be shootin’ stars
Driving foreign cars
Driving down the boulevard
With my shorty b*tch
We be f*ckin’ going hard
With some diamonds on my wrist
b*tches bust down

[Chorus]

We be gettin’ all the bills cause we rich now
Too many hoes in my crib gotta kick ‘em out
b*tch if you talkin’ down you be getting murked now
You b*tches talkin’ all that sh*t but never come around
Your b*tch hit me up you know I gotta di*k her down
Pullin’ up in the Benz we be shinin’ now
Hop out, Glocks out then we air it out
$40,000 on my wrist b*tch, I’m geekin’ out b*tch-b*tch I’m geekin' (Ayy)

[Verse]

Big dope inside this car I be trappin’ out
When I pulled up on they block they be duckin’ down
Cause these n*ggas don’t know I’m getting richer now
These n*ggas wanna see me fail but they be hanging out
Hop out the whip ayy, with some Louis on my waste
Wearin’ shirts with the snakes I got like eight
I be chargin’ at them like Chuck (Ayy)
b*tches come around now they wanna f*ck (Ayy)
Bust a nut in that b*tch then I’m done (Ayy)
All my young n*ggas we be rollin’ blunts
You a dumb b*tch you look like a thumb
Extendo clip came with a f*cking drum (Ayy)
Spray that sh*t then I run, it’s a gun run n*gga (Ayy)

[Pre-Chorus]

(Ayy) b*tch we be shootin’ stars
Driving foreign cars
Driving down the boulevard
With my shorty b*tch
We be f*ckin’ going hard
With some diamonds on my wrist
b*tches bust down
[Chorus]

We be gettin’ all the bills cause we rich now
Too many hoes in my crib gotta kick ‘em out
b*tch if you talkin’ down you be getting murked now
You b*tches talkin’ all that sh*t but never come around
Your b*tch hit me up you know I gotta di*k her down
Pullin’ up in the Benz we be shinin’ now
Hop out, Glocks out then we air it out
$40,000 on my wrist b*tch, I’m geekin’ out b*tch-b*tch I’m geekin' (Ayy)