Aktbo - Stars (feat. X10) Lyrics

I can see stars in my Patek
She want a baby, but I won't let her
I might forgive, but don't forget
F*ck a pistol, look my set bitch
(Look I)
Oh she bad, well that's my bad
Take one look and I'll go get her
Big ass stick yeah that's Beretta
She taste like cherry when I kissed her
Boyfriend mad that he missed her
If he got beef he can talk to the pistol
I like to f*ck it
While having dreams about that Bentley truck, and I could give a f*ck yeah
She like to travel
She like the way my chain big jeweled, just like bedazzled
(Yeah)
I like to get all the money, and stack up the racks
While I f*ck on that bitch, and blow out her back
(Yeah)
And I'm bringing it back, and I'm taking my city with me
Got weight on my shoulders
Hope that you f*cking with me
(Yeah)
She need a ride
Might get a cab for the night
I got thick hoes, to my left and my right
(Yeah)
I can see stars in my Patek
She want a baby, but I won't let her
I might forgive, but don't forget
F*ck a pistol, look my set bitch
(Look I)
Fifteen bad hoes they want sex
Told little bitch that I only want neck
I'ma big dog, yeah I like to fetch
Can't wait till I go ahead and get the jet
I just f*cked on her one time and it's next
Now she told me pass me to her to my friend
But I don't want your friend hoe, I only want bands
Tryna push up in a new foreign benz
I only want the money no I don't want friends
These niggas be tripping, they acting like kids
My diamonds cold, yeah they just like a fridge
I only want to hit it once, after that dip
Got drip all the way to my fingertips
Ion even know why they wanna play
Nigga try to play, guarantee we got K's
Swinging on the bitch, after that bust face
If you try to play extension up the drake
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Push up on me, hop out and then smash)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Do a little dash, yeah I'm tryna go so fast)
(Yeah, don't run at me)
(Yeah, got to run to that bag)
(Yeah, yeah, that's yo hoe yeah)
(Don't do that, yeah aye don't do that)
I can see stars in my Patek
She want a baby, but I won't let her
I might forgive, but don't forget
F*ck a pistol, look my set bitch
(Look)
(Oh she bad, oh she bad, oh she bad)
(Well that my bad, well that my bad)
(Might go and take her back)
(Yeah)