Startender (feat. Offset and Tyga)

Yeah, shawty got ass, she just got a tummy tuck, yeah
Star tenders, run it up, ah
Let's get into it, watch it, bitch
Yeah, ah, haha

Mmm, ain't fuckin' with no off-brand bitch (yeah)
Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (yeah)
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (yeah)
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, uh, ooh-ah

Oh, I see it in you
You just left your man, that's too bad, ooh (too)
Pull up in a foreign like skrrt-skrrt (coupe)
All up in your feelings, yeah, you seem so hurt

Eliantte chains, now it's time to run it up
And the gang got a tool, so you know they one of us, uh
Shawty got ass, she just got a tummy tuck, yeah, star tenders, run it up

Mmm, ain't fuckin' with no off-brand bitch (brand)
Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (yeah)
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (yeah)
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli

Mmm, ain't fuckin' with no off-brand bitch (brand)
Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (yeah)
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (yeah)
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli (Offset)

Hunnid in my fanny, yeah (hunnid)
Runnin' up the engine for my family, huh (fam')
Wanna hop on jet, take off your pantie, huh (hoo)
Baguettes on my wrist and they can't stand me, huh (baguettes)

Cocoa on my Maybach like it's Freaknik (smash, smash)
Shoot the hunnid round and get your street sweeped (brrt-brrt, brrt-brrt)
Patek on my wrist, this shit ain't cheap, cheap (woo)
Perky or the Addy, which one you gon' eat?

If we got status in the back, then meet the Grim Reap' (static)
Green-light the Lambo', with your bitch creepin' (skrrt)
He got the poppin' bodies, so I let the TEC eat him (brrt, who?)
I put the Nawf up on my back, I get the M's and feed 'em (hey)

Mmm, ain't fuckin' with no off-brand bitch (yeah)
Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (yeah)
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (yeah)
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli

Mmm, ain't fuckin' with no off-brand bitch (brand)
Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (yeah)
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (yeah)
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, uh, ooh-yeah

Bitch, I'm number one like I'm Nelly (Nelly)
And my crib all-white like Belly (Belly)
And my bitch ride for me like Remy (Remy)
Poppin' shots, thug life, Makaveli (yeah, bah-bah)

Send the cash to my celly, have my nigga go get it
Then we split it like a splinter, if I'm in it, it ain't rented (skrrt)
Got the rims so biggie that my tires look skinny
Good pussy and you pretty, but you better off the Henny, yeah

I ain't Ray J, told a bitch, "Wait a minute", yeah (hol' up)
Diamonds on my dick, told the bitch, "Come and get it" (hol' up)
Shawty, you a star, got all these niggas wishin' (yeah)
She gotta make it count, hit me up when you finished

Mmm, ain't fuckin' with no off-brand bitch (yeah)
Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (yeah)
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (yeah)
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli

Mmm, ain't fuckin' with no off-brand bitch (brand)
Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (yeah)
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (yeah)
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, uh, ooh, yeah

Head, shoulders, knees, focus
Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah
Head, yeah, shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, goin', yeah
Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, focus, yeah

Head, shoulders, knees, focus
Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah
Head and shoulders and knees, yeah, goin', yeah
Head and shoulders, yeah, G's get it rollin'
Mmm, ain't fuckin' with no off-brand bitch (bang)



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Stevenson, Christopher Dotson, Artist Dubose, Kiari Cephus, Christian Ward, Tyler Matthew Carl Williams
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