Star Player

[Intro]
(Ayy, J.K)
"MVP"
"MVP"
"MVP"
"MVP"
"MVP"
"MVP"
ShittyBoyz

[Verse 1]
Every star player has an off night
I turned off-brand into Off-White
Guarantee you run up on me, that's a lost life
Your boyfriend a dirtball, this that sauce life
Stamina in credit, boy, I'm running up a check
Track star in Saks Fifth, I'm running up the set
Run up, try to flex? That's a hunnid to your neck
I got 'em sick, bro, they can't stomach what I spent
I'll still talk shit if I ain't have a mouth
And I work for this shit, it wasn't handed out
I knew the bitch was easy, I ain't really have a doubt
Used to crack jokes 'bout the kid but I'm laughing now
Hoes used to ho me, I ain't need them though
I ain't scared of death, bitch, I'm scared of being broke
Look in the mirror, hell yeah, I see the GOAT
She sent my soul through the roof, yeah, she a pro
We ain't up now? That shit new to me
Shoot me? Wouldn't even shoot a three
I don't scrap but the punches are like UFC
I'm plugged in, charged up like a USB
Hockey sticks, we'll slide like a Mighty Duck
You a dickhead if you try your luck
Fire hazard every time I'm 'bout to slide a dunk
Raf Simons on, you won't catch me in no Hyperdunks

[Hook]
Yeah, I'm the star player
Used to be sixth man, I'm the star player
Scoring now, hell nah, I ain't no ball player
Took a few risks, now I'm feeling like the star player
Ha, yeah, bitch, I'm the star player
Used to ride the bench, now I'm the star player
Scoring now, hell nah, I ain't no ball player
Took a few trips, now I'm feeling like the star player

[Verse 2]
Bitch said I'm acting dumb, nah
I just wanted head like a mugshot
Swear to God I just had a pack of dubs rocks
Stick got some power, boy, that's a pack a punch Glock
I would hate to be yo losing-ass
Used to play Midnight Club, now I do the dash
Punch here, punch there, with my abusive-ass
Hit her with a juke move, with my elusive-ass
All that fake shit? Nah, I can't be around it
All that snake shit? Nah, I can't be around it
All that hate shit? Nah, I can't be around it
I ain't gon' miss one shot if the beam up on it
Heartbeat sensor on the chop so don't take a breath
Red bottoms on, that's a band when I take a step
Non-balling-ass, you the type to go and blame the ref
Game face activated, no, I can't break a sweat
This light, just wait till I activate
I was in a bad mood till that package came
Got that Drac' on my side like a Raptors game
Came up stealing like I jumped in the passing lane
The only time you shot OT was for AAU
You ain't never touch ten, I done made a few
Only eighteen but I was born that plus eighty-two
Sent eight out the .30, now it got Baby Smoove

[Hook]
Yeah, I'm the star player
Used to be sixth man, I'm the star player
Scoring now, hell nah, I ain't no ball player
Took a few risks, now I'm feeling like the star player
Ha, yeah, bitch, I'm the star player
Used to ride the bench, now I'm the star player
Scoring now, hell nah, I ain't no ball player
Took a few trips, now I'm feeling like the star player

[Verse 3]
Hmm, should I fuck up Big Beaver?
Nah, I'ma just fuck up some chip readers
Self-scanning in my hoodie, I'm the Bin Reaper
Got it off the strength, now I'm flexing like a gym teacher
Feel like Jet Li, foreign kicks when I walk
Crunch wrap supreme, bitch, that's just how I talk
Plankton-ass boy, stop begging for the sauce
Ain't never been no worker, bitch, I always been a boss
Dukes lie when she say ain't shit free in life
'Cause I'ma make a twenty ball if I leave tonight
Steak bites, smack the chef if they ain't season right
They ain't have no Masters on the side? This a Visa night
Steady blowing up my phone, this bitch need a life
Yeezy Boost off the joggy, that's Adidas life
You still rock Samoas? Boy, them Adidas strife
Ain't no need to fight, bro'll send dawg to Jesus Christ

[Outro]
Now what will I do?
What will I, what will I do, without you?