Superstars

[Intro: Max B]

You know you’re boy a superstar

Ridin that five

Got the boy in the building

We coming strong (Prolific)

Capo

[Chorus: Max B]

We them superstars

My niggas blowing on pounds of smoke

Bring my niggas around the velvet rope

We them superstars

And we only got a pound to go, bitch, let me stick my dick down your throat

We them superstars

We came from living on the day to day, grind on the streets, that's the life of a G

Now we doing it bigger, We rock the ice and match the price of your D

We them superstars

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]

It's just a part of my vision (Listen)

To blow twelve stacks, while we party [?]

Yeah, automatic starting ignitions

At least six figures, for every car that we whipping

Get money down in Miami, it's Farraris I dip in

And when I'm in the A, yeah, I'm shopping at Lenox

Up in Harlem, play the blocks on Lenox (East side)

Do it big, nigga, heavy rocks in my tennis (Wow)

I show my ass, let the cops get offended (Fuck 'em)

When I'm racing up the av, in my drop all tinted

We trapstars, in all black cars (Dipset)

Can buy out the mall, one swipe of my black card

[Chorus: Max B]

We them superstars

My niggas blowing on pounds of smoke

Bring my niggas around the velvet rope

We them superstars

And we only got a pound to go, bitch, let me stick my dick down your throat

We them superstars

We came from living on the day to day, grind on the streets, that's the life of a G

Now we doing it bigger, We rock the ice and match the price of your D

We them superstars

[Verse 2: Max B]

I came in this game coz I love it

You could say it was my girl

Couldn't sacrifice, I wouldn't trade her for the world

She keep me cluddy, she give me hickeys and plenty of smooch

Keep me floating, she stuff my Dickie with plenty of kush

I be fucking with these bitches, I know what they like

I can make them think they wrong, when I know that they right

I done hit them all, young chicks, the strong and the weak

Mama said, "the shorter the nigga, the longer his meat"

I be balling in the suite, I fucks the bad bitches, smut 'em up, beat the pussy up and no calling for a week

Them O’s they got it for cheap

Me and the homie Bleek got overseas and G the fizzy with trips to Costa Rica

[Chorus: Max B]

We them superstars

My niggas blowing on pounds of smoke

Bring my niggas around the velvet rope

We them superstars

And we only got a pound to go, bitch, let me stick my dick down your throat

We them superstars

We came from living on the day to day, grind on the streets, that's the life of a G

Now we doing it bigger, We rock the ice and match the price of your D

We them superstars