Teff Hinkson - Starz lyrics

[Hook] I know that after tonight You don't have to look up at thee stars No, no , no, no I know that after tonight You don't have to look up at the stars [Verse 1: Teff] Uh check, if you wanna come get then come for it I'm so clean my, my kicks nice I'm Chuck Norris MiniM made the beat bounce had to jump on it Run for it run run gump forrest Forrest Gump like hollow pumps you gotta jump No double, no double I gotta stunt I don't chase they chase me, I gotta run I like a a lot fun and a lot of funds Busy boy I gotta go-but gotta go Keep my kids but no I don't have a son Now she on my belt buckle Louis V X-low, and uh oh, ... D Don't ask you know who we be Quiet kid, but nah you ain't rude as me MDM the M is for a million So you better make way when we step up in the building Like [Hook] [Verse 2: Teff] Okay I'm chilling in the cut, I'm on some band aid sh** And I'm flowing off the top this ain't no hand made sh** I'm crafty this ain't no man made sh**, my art official n***as swagga jacking my style, you're artificial And you hard is gristle Chew you up spit you out Soft as tissue, girly come and get her a** Cause she bout to blow and I in't go no tissue Like I got a missile, cause I'm coming for your a** And I'm bout to blow and I in't got no whistle Cause she about to blow , hope its not an issue You know I got to feel you Said her gla** is empty, you know I got to fill you Never Dr.Phil you, when I'm done disappear girl I copper field you ??? tryna cop a feel to I'm kidding though, unless you wid it though If not I'm finish though, usually no chilling though Deuces no bigalow [Hook] [Verse 3: Teff] Airplane seat looking down at the isle Use to have to look up, now I'm in the clouds Up on stage looking down at the crowd Said I wouldn't make it? How ya like me now? Now I make em proud its no hard feelings Cause if it wasn't for them, I'll probably have a job I mean a real job, that's what they call it Tax free money to fat for my wallet You don't have to look up at the stars Make one wish, you looking at a star Swag so fresh you could put it in a Jar And the way I change gear you could put me in a car I remember when me and [name] use to sneak in Every concert door, now I got my feet in Everyday is get Friday no weekend [Hook] [Outro] RUDE! MDM, aiming for a million