Stars Out

Yeah, yeah, yeah I took my heart out my sleeve Ain't got enough room, gotta keep a few tricks up there Kel-Tec switched with the silencer kit, gotta keep it on shh 'Cause the kids upstairs Shut the fuck up when a real nigga talkin' Shut the fuck up when a real nigga walk in I know they type when a lil' nigga log in Then we roll up, now he Stephen Hawking I don't play games, I go outside I don't say names, I go outside I ain't tryna scream in the club, make a scene It's a lot of phone screens, let's go outside Big Bank Chano, my chain got a chain In the rafters, my name gotta hang I'm the only rapper where my lane got a lane But fuck it, I'm swervin', my swang got a lane You so scared I'm 'bout to pull my cars out 'Bout to pull my bars out You don't know I'm 'bout to pull the stars out You so worried 'bout some charts You so worried, oh my God You don't know I'm 'bout to pull the stars out I took my Rollie out Bannockburn, got room I keep a few whips up there Big safe, keep a few clips up there Neighbor's wife smackin' her lips, upset Guess she mad 'cause she bought that house And she didn't know it'd be niggas up there Guess she ain't gettin' them big bucks yet Kanye, Uzi, big shrug, yep I'm just here with a family of two, tryna plan me a coup Can you hand me a brew? Please understand 'cause the flight said the plan was Japan Me and you, but Miami'll do I got more gold on than a Grammy or two Or three or four, I done had me a few But I drop a few jewels when I'm back in the land 'Cause the diamond demand, it remind me of you You so scared I'm 'bout to pull my cars out 'Bout to pull my bars out You don't know I'm 'bout to pull the stars out You so worried 'bout some charts You so worried, oh my God You don't know I'm 'bout to pull the stars out