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Star City Kid
by King C.P
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Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Ice on my neck like a young nigga
Shout out them licks and them dumb niggas
Pass em' off to my partment', my slum niggas
They don't want You to flex
They don't want You to get in yo' bag when they know You the one nigga
Rock adidas my kicks are a shell toe
Blowing designer I'm flying down Melrose
From the star, You know with them railroads
This a new wave, go get yo' sailboat
It's a new day, go check the mail hoe
I got some bands on my Zelle
For me this lil' 9 was heaven sent
For yo' block I'm giving em'
Yea, yea
I told a nigga You lucky
I gotta lead the way
If it wasn't for that, I'd tell my young niggas fuck it
Don't got a lot to say
Let the cash talk, what's really up for discussion
You know it's CP, that Star City kid be ducked off
Chasing them ducats (Chasing them ducats, chasing them ducats)
I got a line and it's bussin'
I got a method it's bussin'
Numbers ain't right?
Fuck it my nigga keep hustlin'
Fuck with my niggas get dusted
Yea, ice on my neck like a young nigga
All this shit I should start a fundraiser
Yea I raise and I fund niggas
Still got family holed up in that cell though
Won't be good til' we all back to bread though
Cop designer and never pay full price
Y'all still wearing them shits with the velcro
Tryna' hop on my phone, I can't share though
Cuz' I got some bands on my Zelle
For me this lil' 9 was heaven sent
For yo' block, I'm giving em' Hell
(Ooh Yea)
I told a nigga You lucky
I gotta lead the way
If it wasn't for that, I'd tell my young niggas fuck it
Don't got a lot to say
Let the cash talk, what's really up for discussion
You know it's CP, that Star City kid be ducked off
Chasing them ducats
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Ice on my neck like a young nigga
Shout out them licks and them dumb niggas
Pass em' off to my partment', my slum niggas
They don't want You to flex
They don't want You to get in yo' bag when they know You the one nigga
Rock adidas my kicks are a shell toe
Blowing designer I'm flying down Melrose
From the star, You know with them railroads
This a new wave, go get yo' sailboat
It's a new day, go check the mail hoe
I got some bands on my Zelle
For me this lil' 9 was heaven sent
For yo' block I'm giving em'
Yea, yea
I told a nigga You lucky
I gotta lead the way
If it wasn't for that, I'd tell my young niggas fuck it
Don't got a lot to say
Let the cash talk, what's really up for discussion
You know it's CP, that Star City kid be ducked off
Chasing them ducats (Chasing them ducats, chasing them ducats)
I got a line and it's bussin'
I got a method it's bussin'
Numbers ain't right?
Fuck it my nigga keep hustlin'
Fuck with my niggas get dusted
Yea, ice on my neck like a young nigga
All this shit I should start a fundraiser
Yea I raise and I fund niggas
Still got family holed up in that cell though
Won't be good til' we all back to bread though
Cop designer and never pay full price
Y'all still wearing them shits with the velcro
Tryna' hop on my phone, I can't share though
Cuz' I got some bands on my Zelle
For me this lil' 9 was heaven sent
For yo' block, I'm giving em' Hell
(Ooh Yea)
I told a nigga You lucky
I gotta lead the way
If it wasn't for that, I'd tell my young niggas fuck it
Don't got a lot to say
Let the cash talk, what's really up for discussion
You know it's CP, that Star City kid be ducked off
Chasing them ducats
