BabyTron - Star Player lyrics

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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 running up a check
Track star in Saks Fifth
I'm running up the set run up
Try to flex? That's a hunnid to your neck
I got 'em sick, bro
They can't stomach what I spent
I'll 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 laughing now
Hoes used to ho 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 three
I don't scrap but the punches are like UFC
I'm plugged in, charged up like a USB
Hockey sticks
We'll 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
Scoring now, hell nah
I ain't no ball player took a few risks
Now I'm feeling like the star player
Ha, yeah, bitch, I'm the star player
Used to ride the bench
Now I'm the star player
Scoring now, hell nah
I ain't no ball player took a few trips
Now I'm feeling like the star player

Bitch said I'm acting 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 yo 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 light, just wait till I activate
I was in a bad mood till that package came
Got that Drac' on my side
Like a Raptors game
Came up stealing 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
Scoring now, hell nah
I ain't no ball player took a few risks
Now I'm feeling like the star player
Ha, yeah, bitch, I'm the star player
Used to ride the bench
Now I'm the star player
Scoring now, hell nah
I ain't no ball player took a few trips
Now I'm feeling 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
Crunch wrap supreme, bitch
That's just how I talk
Plankton-ass boy, stop begging for the sauce
Ain't never been no worker, bitch
I always been a boss
Dukes lie 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 if they ain't season right
They ain't have no Masters on the
Side? This a Visa night
Steady blowing up my phone
This bitch need a life
Yeezy Boost off the joggy
That's Adidas life
You still rock Samoas? Boy
Them Adidas strife ain't no need to fight
Bro'll send dawg to Jesus Christ

Now what will I do?
What will I, what will I do, without you?