Stellar

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I gotta, I gotta, I gotta
Whew, I gotta, yea, I gotta
(Brrrtt)
I gotta
(Brrrtt), (Brrrtt)
I gotta, yea
(Hello)
I gotta hit on my cellular
She wants me to come through and nail her
The f*ck did I tell her
Bitch Ima star, I'm stellar, (I'm stellar)
She's low down like cellars, she's gotta man but let's me propel her
(She's low, she's low)
She's gotta man but let's me (Way up)
She's gotta man but let's me (Way up, Way up)
I gotta hit on my cellular
She wants me to come through and nail her
The f*ck did I tell her
Bitch Ima star, I'm stellar, (I'm stellar)
She's low down like cellars, she's gotta man but let's me propel her
(She's low, she's low)
She's gotta man but let's me (Way up)
She's gotta man but let's me (Way up, Way up)
We're getting higher, that's word to my lighter
Watch out! The boy is on fire!
Don't stop how you're rolling that thang, just drop it right here on my brain
Don't get knocked off, we're coming for your spot, 'til it's leaking' like hot sauce
No TDE but Im a Top Dawg
Visual my life as rock star, hangin' out the back of a cop car
Spinnin' the block hard, I need a black card
Spinnin' the, I need a
Spinnin' the, I need a
Spinnin' the, I need a
Black
Black
Black
I mastered this, the masochist, that the fists, that passed your bitch, done actin' pacifist
What's war & peace without the piece
Signs of leaving them deceased, oouu
Artillery for whoever is huntin' me
Let it burn like 3rd degree, ushered in a new wave
No more common slaves, we're gonna pave the way
Gotta get paid on my day to day
Use to be boo'd like Ella Mai, now I hit harder than MMA
That's all you had to say, no wonder you're getting lead astray
I gotta hit on my cellular
She wants me to come through and nail her
The f*ck did I tell her
Bitch Ima star, I'm stellar, (I'm stellar)
She's low down like cellars, she's gotta man but let's me propel her
(She's low, she's low)
She's gotta man but let's me (Way up)
She's gotta man but let's me (Way up, Way up)
I gotta hit on my cellular
She wants me to come through and nail her
The f*ck did I tell her
Bitch Ima star, I'm stellar, (I'm stellar)
She's low down like cellars, she's gotta man but let's me propel her
(She's low, she's low)
She's gotta man but let's me (Way up)
She's gotta man but let's me (Way up, Way up)
Wavy lil baby, I'm crack in the 80's, I'm fuckin' up your mental (Mhm)
Siphon this, alien intelligence, must mean I'm heaven sent
You're looking at a veteran, ill, no medicine
Ima pop off like sedatives, there's nothing else that relative
I got the game from relatives
Spinnin' the, I need a
Spinnin' the, I need a
Spinnin' the, I need a
Black
Black
Black
Spittin' this shit with the elegance
You, you, you, you
I'm better than, this flows prevalent
Can't you see the evidence, no prints
Behind the window tint, how my time is spent
Need her back bent, that's a head on collision
We keep crashin', want more repetition
Then it's back to the back end, stackin'
While niggas yelling tap in, break it down, then tap out
What's the limit Ima max out, out rap niggas
Hold it down till my last bout, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt
I gotta hit on my cellular
She wants me to come through and nail her
The f*ck did I tell her
Bitch Ima star, I'm stellar, (I'm stellar)
She's low down like cellars, she's gotta man but let's me propel her
(She's low, she's low)
She's gotta man but let's me (Way up)
She's gotta man but let's me (Way up, Way up)
I gotta hit on my cellular
She wants me to come through and nail her
The f*ck did I tell her
Bitch Ima star, I'm stellar, (I'm stellar)
She's low down like cellars, she's gotta man but let's me propel her
(She's low, she's low)
She's gotta man but let's me (Way up)
She's gotta man but let's me (Way up, Way up)

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