Starlito Ken Griffey Jr (feat. Don Trip) Lyrics Starlito lyrics

[STARLITO]
Ken Griffey

Where at? right here?
My daddy used to ball.
My daddy used to ball.

I see the devil in her eyes,
She wear a hell of a disguise.
I should have never been surprised
(but it breaks my heart)
Feel like I never been this high
And I meant that shit this time.
Told shawty I love her
And I meant that shit this time
I text her "just me and you"
She text me back "quit lyin'"
I'm just tryin'
You know the blind leadin' the blind.
My mind in a bind,
And my heart in a twist.
If I do commit
Then what's gon' be the benefit?

Well too late
She's already lost her innocence.
Dinner dates,
"it ain't trickin' if you got it"
You 'ont get it,
In a sense
You're gettin' tricked.
Thinkin' that's your woman,
Ain't that a bitch?

I just call it like I see it,
Like a unk.
Punk is got them plump lumps.
I'm at they neck
Like a fuckin' razor bump.
Pepe le pew, U.A.B.
In other words I'm blazin' skunk.
I just got off stage,
You might not make that all month.
But I take none of it for granted,
Even though I understand it.
They only care about a nigga
When I drop that new shit
And they start comparing me to jigga
Or 2Pac, when he was fresh out.
Chest out, Got a FN on the console
And a Tec out
"BOW" made my own bond on my last 4 charges.
I'm just hopin' them my last 4 charges.
I do this shit for Boosie,
Back to back 4 charges,
Cuz just got that "Maro" out the shop...
That mutha fucka pissed!
I be having to drop my camera man back off,
I be on some other shit
Shout out my homies in the bay
Og train wreck and that bubbly.
I'm just tryin' to make the difference,
Though I only does edition.
I'm talking comprehension,
I really get it. Get it?
I'm talking compensation,
Yea that right, money talks.
I'm making conversation,
I hustle everyday.
Might not ever take a long vacation,
I GRIND HARD mutha fucka, GRIND HARD.

I decided to give him a call
It's like they only love a nigga
When Don Trip was involved.

(Stepbrothers... its on the way, its on the way though)

[Don Trip]
Yeah, yeah, the man's in here.
I'm so mutha fuckin' fly I need landing gear.
I'm not really from this planet,
I'm just stranded here.
In some pretty bitch mouth like some damn veneers.
I know my flow's so stupid,
I'm on point like a toothpick
And you softer than goose shit.
Really the truth is,
Most these rappers is groupies.
A match in the sunlight...
You niggas is useless.

Dammit this is uncharted land
That I'm standin' on.
In a pool of sharks
And I'm bout to do a cannon ball.
They say never try to kill
Mosquitoes with a cannon ball,
So I just watch you niggas die slow,
As if I planned it all.
I dare you to fuck with me.
Who gon' do what to me?
Murder for hire...
It ain't shit but a buck to me.
Yea right lucky,
"Mr. fighting for custody"
Addicted to fast money,
Fresh out of recovery.

My slice of humble pie
Should be coming any day now.
I took a whole week off,
To build my kids a playground.
Monkey bars, jungle gyms,
Slides and a swing-set.
Still found time
To cop shit that ain't released yet.
Bitch I'm a machine,
Although, I come with plenty defects,
Peep that,
I got too much game to press reset.

Ridin' wit a bad bitch,
Whinin' bout respect.
Search this bitch seat...
I hope this mutha fucka eject.
Hand that bitch a parachute,
Land on yo man wit yo needy ass.
Shoulda zipped her lips
Like a freezer bag.
Shout out my brother LITO
Cuz even when we leave the lab,
You gotta know I got that nigga back,
Like a heatin' pad.

Honestly, I prolly wouldn't rap
If I ain't need the cash.
I'm strapped and you know everything I pack
Take extended mags.
Pretty bitch I got
Love to shop
Plus she need a tan.
I got her chewing wood
Like she tryin' to build a beaver dam.

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