Star Player

(Ayy, J.K)

"MVP"

"MVP"

"MVP"

"MVP"

"MVP"

"MVP"

ShittyBoyz

Every star player has an off night

I turned the off-brand into Off-White

Guarantee you run up on me, that's a lost life

Your boyfriend's 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 (Dummy)

Fire hazard every time I'm 'bout to slide a dump

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 (Crunchy)

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?