Skepta, Chip & Young Adz – Star in the Hood Lyrics

Skepta, Chip & Young Adz – Star in the Hood Lyrics
Star in the Hood
Skepta, Chip & Young Adz
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    "Star in the Hood." - Skepta, Chip & Young Adz

    Album: Insomnia
    Track No: 07
    (Beatfreakz)
    Star in the hood, got a star in my waist, got stars in the Wraith
    Blend that cocaine straight down to the fuckin' cocaine base
    Made that bitch do a line, now she givin' me the cocaine face
    I caught a chase, jumped out on foot, now I got a case
    Fans wanna stop me for a pic, but a **** got a blicky on the waist
    A **** just hit me on Wickr and he said I got a bricky on the way
    I got a bitch with four-point-five mil' followers sitting on my face
    Facelift that lil' boy, then I just jumped in the spaceship
    Look in my eyes, darling, I ain't even gotta lie
    I'm still on this case, darling, and I'm looking at some time
    Prosecution offerin' some years, we taking it to trial
    I stuck to the G code, darling, get a bird, I'ma take it with a smile
    I got smoke in the whip, darling, darling
    And I serve like Federer, I'm trappin' all night
    And I don't discriminate, darling, darling
    I got cats with autism and cats that are blind
    Forty-seven thousand tickets were sold on tour, Craig testify
    Can cross my heart, I can swear on my life
    (True stories)
    Shut the fuck up when you talk about beef, I'm a chef, I might serve you that (Chef)
    Thought you was a gangster, but I could tell you're a neek when I heard you rap
    And if my young G ain't got weed, don't piss him off 'cause he might turn you Pac (Greaze)
    Now you got two jakes chilling by your bedside 'cause the killys might circle back (Icy)
    Walk past, got the girls turning back, scratching weave, breaking necks (Sexy)
    And your girl talk too much, but she got a big back, nice face, and chest (Sexy)
    I got millis in the bank but I still had swag them times I was making less (Boom, boom, boom)
    Shank in my jeans when I'm beating your wife, that's what I call the safest sex
    Star in the hood from time, you can put that on Tinchy Stryds, yeah (Tings in boots)
    Call me a legend when they see me, my ****, I ain't even gotta die, ayy
    How are you a G.O.A.T. in the game? You ain't even did no time, I
    Come through in Off-White, I don't know Virgil, my ****, I pay for mine
    Rap **** dissin', I don't even wanna diss him 'cause I know they said the pussy's unstable, mmh
    Had his baby mama at mine, she fine, doing lines on the dining room table, uh
    Tit-for-tat, I'm alright, let's play, she'll bust it open on Mothers Day
    I hear you saying you'll bust your ting, you could never put that on nanny's grave
    Star in the hood, got a star in my waist, got stars in the Wraith
    Blend that cocaine straight down to the fuckin' cocaine base
    Made that bitch do a line, now she givin' me the cocaine face
    I caught a chase, jumped out on foot, now I got a case
    Fans wanna stop me for a pic, but a **** got a blicky on the waist
    A **** just hit me on Wickr and he said I got a bricky on the way
    I got a bitch with four-point-five mil' followers sitting on my face
    Facelift that lil' boy, then I just jumped in the spaceship

    Writer(s): Chip & Skepta.

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