Lyrics Shooting Star - VO2K

She don′t believe in shooting stars
But she believes in shoes and cars
A new whip in ya new garage
A new bitch for ya new Minaj
When i think of warning her
I keep my 2 cents in my pocket
And buy more of ya
We stuck on
Tryna make a trip to La or it's Florida
I know ya heart is cold is ice
But we keep warming up
Let′s keep on going on up
I bought the cheese
And i bought the weed
I came to my senses
My heart on my sleeve
I knew I'd be good
I knew I'd be great
She only want fetti
She hate when I′m late
I gotta new watch
And i got a new fetish
You ain′t talking money so we gotta dead it
You bring it back up that's a zombie a corpse
They keep on kidding
I gotta abort em
He ain′t with set then i got extort him
They say the cooler i got come see
Flash on nighttime bright that's me
Flashing lights
Quick hide my weed
No charge
I get this for free
You like how i keep it g
You know it′s only one v
Throw my 2s up
Catch some Z's

Yea she want a bag to match the drop
Check the tag it′s too high
I keep telling you I'm on my way
One thing she know is lies
And i just caught a whole new
Wave she wan go for the ride