Hook:
We can get shit popping if you want to
My demons come and haunt you
I’ve been getting racks the Police watch me like a cartoon
Ive been in a foreign car this shit is push to start too
I don’t like to argue
This is what star do
Nigga come around me, acting gangster hit him in his jaw
I been out the rain, now all around me all I see is fog
My nigga sipping wok, I heard some niggas sipping Tylenol
I know some youngins in the fucking trap they servin fentanyl
Verse:
Junkies calling for the rock
Hit the ball right out the park
Head back to the trizzy bitch you know I’m tryna count my guwop
This the place we set up shop
My niggas had to take the block
You niggas jus don’t walk the talk
You try to stеp we send you up
They ain’t put mе on, I had get this shit my own way
I’mma bout to blow, I ain’t talking bout no propane
Life turned me to a savage, got niggas caught up in the dope game
Got youngings totting pistols they down to go let it blow man
Ice around my neck shit got me colder than a snow man
Ain't pulling up wit pizzas but I’m knocking at your door man
My niggas up then sticks you ain’t gon make it past the door frame
Then pull of in a old school, make you think that it’s the old days
Hook:
We can get shit popping if you want to
My demons come and haunt you
I’ve been getting racks the Police watch me like a cartoon
Ive been in a foreign car this shit is push to start too
I don’t like to argue
This is what star do
Nigga come around me, acting gangster hit him in his jaw
I been out the rain, now all around me all I see is fog
My nigga sipping wok, I heard some niggas sipping Tylenol
I know some youngins in the fucking trap they servin fentanyl
Verse 2:
Ain’t nobody pay attention when I was broke, that shit was unfair
They said I wasn’t gifted but I made it, I’m rocking monclers
Baby I could dress you up and treat you good girl I ain’t no player
Balenciaga shoes, niggas just can’t afford this footwear
Sometimes I get so high, then go outside but I can’t see straight
Sometimes I need some love, cuz when I’m down I do not feel great
Pass the package to my broski pls don’t think that this a relay
Bitches know that I’m star, they always keep my shit on replay
We ain’t into funny shit, my niggas jus ain’t made for it
I’m in a all black, what makes you think that I done payed for it
Jordan’s for my feet, make niggas wonder how I stay scoring
Niggas broke as fuck, some times I wonder how they stay pouring
Hook:
We can get shit popping if you want to
My demons come and haunt you
I’ve been getting racks the Police watch me like a cartoon
Ive been in a foreign car this shit is push to start too
I don’t like to argue
This is what star do
Nigga come around me, acting gangster hit him in his jaw
I been out the rain, now all around me all I see is fog
My nigga sipping wok, I heard some niggas sipping Tylenol
I know some youngins in the fucking trap they servin fentanyl
What A Star Do was written by YK Glizzy.
YK Glizzy released What A Star Do on Tue Feb 22 2022.