Stellar

I gotta, I gotta, I gotta Whew, I gotta, yea, I gotta (Brrrtt) I gotta (Brrrtt), (Brrrtt) I gotta, yea (Hello) I gotta hit on my cellular She wants me to come through and nail her The f*ck did I tell her Bitch Ima star, I'm stellar, (I'm stellar) She's low down like cellars, she's gotta man but let's me propel her (She's low, she's low) She's gotta man but let's me (Way up) She's gotta man but let's me (Way up, Way up) I gotta hit on my cellular She wants me to come through and nail her The f*ck did I tell her Bitch Ima star, I'm stellar, (I'm stellar) She's low down like cellars, she's gotta man but let's me propel her (She's low, she's low) She's gotta man but let's me (Way up) She's gotta man but let's me (Way up, Way up) We're getting higher, that's word to my lighter Watch out! The boy is on fire! Don't stop how you're rolling that thang, just drop it right here on my brain Don't get knocked off, we're coming for your spot, 'til it's leaking' like hot sauce No TDE but Im a Top Dawg Visual my life as rock star, hangin' out the back of a cop car Spinnin' the block hard, I need a black card Spinnin' the, I need a Spinnin' the, I need a Spinnin' the, I need a Black Black Black I mastered this, the masochist, that the fists, that passed your bitch, done actin' pacifist What's war & peace without the piece Signs of leaving them deceased, oouu Artillery for whoever is huntin' me Let it burn like 3rd degree, ushered in a new wave No more common slaves, we're gonna pave the way Gotta get paid on my day to day Use to be boo'd like Ella Mai, now I hit harder than MMA That's all you had to say, no wonder you're getting lead astray I gotta hit on my cellular She wants me to come through and nail her The f*ck did I tell her Bitch Ima star, I'm stellar, (I'm stellar) She's low down like cellars, she's gotta man but let's me propel her (She's low, she's low) She's gotta man but let's me (Way up) She's gotta man but let's me (Way up, Way up) I gotta hit on my cellular She wants me to come through and nail her The f*ck did I tell her Bitch Ima star, I'm stellar, (I'm stellar) She's low down like cellars, she's gotta man but let's me propel her (She's low, she's low) She's gotta man but let's me (Way up) She's gotta man but let's me (Way up, Way up) Wavy lil baby, I'm crack in the 80's, I'm fuckin' up your mental (Mhm) Siphon this, alien intelligence, must mean I'm heaven sent You're looking at a veteran, ill, no medicine Ima pop off like sedatives, there's nothing else that relative I got the game from relatives Spinnin' the, I need a Spinnin' the, I need a Spinnin' the, I need a Black Black Black Spittin' this shit with the elegance You, you, you, you I'm better than, this flows prevalent Can't you see the evidence, no prints Behind the window tint, how my time is spent Need her back bent, that's a head on collision We keep crashin', want more repetition Then it's back to the back end, stackin' While niggas yelling tap in, break it down, then tap out What's the limit Ima max out, out rap niggas Hold it down till my last bout, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt I gotta hit on my cellular She wants me to come through and nail her The f*ck did I tell her Bitch Ima star, I'm stellar, (I'm stellar) She's low down like cellars, she's gotta man but let's me propel her (She's low, she's low) She's gotta man but let's me (Way up) She's gotta man but let's me (Way up, Way up) I gotta hit on my cellular She wants me to come through and nail her The f*ck did I tell her Bitch Ima star, I'm stellar, (I'm stellar) She's low down like cellars, she's gotta man but let's me propel her (She's low, she's low) She's gotta man but let's me (Way up) She's gotta man but let's me (Way up, Way up)