I'm the original Starwalker

[Intro]

Special delivery today

Ayy, this beat is pissing me off

Oh my god

I'm the original starwalker

Tracey you did it with this one!

[Chorus]

Yo, yo, smokin' mid pack in tripp pants

You off-key so high-key brodie you can't hit that

All this motherfucking money got me nauseous

I got big pockets so now I'm moving cautious

[Verse 1]

Yuh, I got big racks and a flat chest

You ain't ice cube, but brodie, you ain't there yet

Gilmore with the shots, still Sandler with the click

Shoutout Louis and sor uh 'cause man we really with the shit, ayy

I'm just playing, smoking mids ain't the everyday

Pony in the back, rollin' pack up in a noise complaint

We at the stash spot, I'm a bad bitch got a stache still

They ain't see that shit I'm movin', but boy I don't stand still

[Chorus]

Yo, smokin' mid pack in tripp pants

You off-key so high-kеy brodie you can't hit that

You think you can start a mosh pit?

Boy you motherfuckin' dog shit

[Verse 2]

What you said now? Like goddamn (goddamn)

I'm with your momma in your bеd like god's plan (god's plan)

Brodie mad? Well about that bro

How he sound like Duke Nukem but never pull up with no strap ho?

Yeah, It's the motherfucking i-l-y

I don't know why you pussies act like I am not that guy

My life is Spy Kids 3, you know what I mean?

Phlog main, so my heater leave you dead on the scene

[Chorus]

Yo, yo, smokin' mid pack in tripp pants

You off-key so high-key brodie you can't hit that

All this motherfucking money got me nauseous

I got big pockets so now I'm moving cautious

Huh yo, smokin' mid pack in tripp pants

You off-key so high-key brodie you can't hit that

All this motherfucking money got me nauseous

I got big pockets so now I'm moving cautious

[Outro]

Ooh, yo

This is the fuckin' hardest shit I've ever recorded holy fuck