Imma Star lyrics

What the, what the f*ck is you on?
What the, what the f*ck is you on?
What the, what the f*ck is you on?
What the, what the f*ck is you on?

n*ggas mouth off like they ain’t gonna pay
Tail between their legs when I’m coming their way
Talked when sh*t when I sat, now they dip or give me dap
I don’t f*ck with talking trash, I just put it on the track

Put my stacks in my mattress so i'm sleeping on my worth too
And b*tches wanna kick it like kung fu
Sit down, show you the rules
Lay down, show you the wood

Man, I really wish a n*gga would
Bet that all these n*ggas wish they could, let me spell it
If my tongue give you check, that's a knife to the neck, and I mean Disrespect if you crampin my flex

I make raps, y'all n*ggas just make noises
I could do a cypher by myself in eight voices
Rounded up the backpack rappers to get schooled
Left 'em with my flame on an island, Ja Rule

I ain't been this blazed since Johnny did his ghost ride
Still gonna fill my honey's plumbing with the long pipe
On sight, alright, got God, got rhymes
Took a cold white b*tch home, made a Klondike
n*gga, what the f*ck is you on?
n*gga, don’t you know I’m a goddamn star
n*gga, what the f*ck is you on?
n*gga, don’t you know I’m a goddamn star

n*gga, what the f*ck is you on?
n*gga, don’t you know I’m a goddamn star
n*gga, what the f*ck is you on?
n*gga, don’t you know I’m a goddamn star
(Ayo, Atlas, get out here n*gga)