Lyrics Star Player - ShittyBoyz

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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 runnin' up a check
Track star in Saks Fifth, I'm runnin' up the set
Run up, try to flex, that's 100 to your neck
I got 'em sick, bro, they can't stomach what I spent
I'd 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 laughin' now
Hoes used to hold 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 3
I don't scrap but the punches are like UFC
I'm plugged in, charged up like a USB
Hockey sticks, we 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

Yeah, I'm the star player, used to be sixth man, I'm the star player
Scorin' now, hell nah I ain't no ball player
Took a few risks, now I'm feelin' like the star player
Ha, yeah bitch, I'm the star player
Used to ride the bench, now I'm the star player
Scorin' now, hell nah I ain't no ball player
Took a few tricks, now I'm feelin' like the star player

Bitch said I'm actin' 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 your 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 life, just wait 'til I activate
I was in a bad mood 'til that package came
Got that Drac on my side like a Raptors game
Came up stealin' 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

Yeah, I'm the star player, used to be sixth man, I'm the star player
Scorin' now, hell nah I ain't no ball player
Took a few risks, now I'm feelin' like the star player
Ha, yeah bitch, I'm the star player
Used to ride the bench, now I'm the star player
Scorin' now, hell nah I ain't no ball player
Took a few tricks, now I'm feelin' like the star player

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
Crunchwrap supreme, bitch that's just how I talk
Plankton ass boy, stop beggin' for the sauce
Ain't never been no worker, bitch I always been a boss
Dude fly 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-stained season right
They ain't have no Masters on the side? This a Visa night
Steady blowin' up my phone, this bitch need a life
Yeezy Boost off the joggy, that's a adida life
You still rock samoas? Boy them Adida stripes
Ain't no need to fight, boy send dawg to Jesus Christ