Lyrics

You can try it, but you ain't me
I told 'em already
You can't replicate this
Eugh
I'm a star, you can tell I ain't these other guys (Brr)
Push up on her, make her shake, give her butterflies (Ha)
I didn't want a wife, but now you're down to ride (Mwah)
I don't like these little rats, keep 'em out my sight (Eugh)
Copycat the style but you'll never be me (Nah)
'Cause you don't get it like me 'cause it was knee deep (Nah)
They just copy and they paste like a retweet (Eugh)
They just lie, when they smile, all I see is teeth
Can't you- can't you tell I'm all me, I'm so original
I just style and finesse, tech minimal (Eugh)
Food in a bowl, mix, not cereal
I had to let that one go, you can't win it all (Eugh)
When the- when the pressure got peak, had to cut it out (Cut it out)
Chanel Runners on me, I'm on the runaround (Ha)
Saint Laurent skinny jeans, tight, I can't dumb it down (What?)
If it ain't right for me, I gotta stub it out
Tequila from the bottle really got me fucked up (Pissed)
I'll admit it, hands down, when my luck's up (Shit)
I'll admit it, that I like her, but it's not love (Eugh)
But it could be one day, I'll weigh the cost up
I'm a star, you can tell I ain't these other guys (Brr)
Push up on her, make her shake, give her butterflies (Ha)
I didn't want a wife, but now you're down to ride (Mwah)
I don't like these little rats, keep 'em out my sight (Eugh)
Copycat the style but you'll never be me (Nah)
'Cause you don't get it like me 'cause it was knee deep (Nah)
They just copy and they paste like a retweet (Eugh)
They just lie, when they smile, all I see is teeth
I hate all these games, make me sick to my stomach
But I stay on it, and I'm keepin' it runnin'
And I stay honest, hate it or- hate it or love it (Eugh)
I'm so self-conscious I'm so out of pocket (What?)
I've been down but I'm up, I stay around profit (Brr)
I never made a cut and now I'm proud of it (Ha)
I never fitted in, like I don't give a shit (Nah)
Now I'm a big fish up in this little mix (Ha)
Rockstar, popstar, I don't give a toss (No)
Why you hide behind a door when it's kicking off? (Why you-, bitch)
Why you live behind a screen? Go and get a job (Bitch)
They tried do me dirty but I didn't wash (No)
I'm a star, you can tell I ain't these other guys (Brr)
Push up on her, make her shake, give her butterflies (Ha)
I didn't want a wife, but now you're down to ride (Mwah)
I don't like these little rats, keep 'em out my sight (Eugh)
Copycat the style but you'll never be me (Nah)
'Cause you don't get it like me 'cause it was knee deep (Nah)
They just copy and they paste like a retweet (Eugh)
They just lie, when they smile, all I see is teeth
Written by: Jesse Clark, Louis Held
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