Deathstar Song Lyrics
Description:- Deathstar Lyrics K Suave ft. Trippie Redd & Kankan are Provided in this article. This is a new song which is sang by famous Singer K Suave. This song is from Sexually Active album. This song will release on 3 December 2021.
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Song:– Deathstar
Singer:– K Suave
Featuring:– Trippie Redd & Kankan
Album:– Sexually Active
Producer:– Loesoe & Seal (Producer)
Written:– Seal (Producer), Loesoe, Trippie Redd, Kankan & K Suave
Deathstar Lyrics K Suave ft. Trippie Redd & Kankan
[Intro: Trippie Redd]
(Loesoe goin’ crazy)
Yeah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Pour my cup up, pour my cup up
I been cuttin’ up, gettin’ fucked up, ice crushed up
Got a mansion with a butler, my .40 bust ya
Every day like NASA, we go the fuck up
Three (Take off), two, one, take off (Yeah, yeah)
Take off (Yeah), take off (Yeah, I feel so alive)
Three (Take off), two, one, take off (Yeah, yeah)
Take off (Yeah), take off (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, rock DAP, shawty give good head, A’s and B’s
Choppa stick got double D’s
My killers roam the galaxy
Push-to-start whip, don’t need no keys
In a Banshee, Halo Reach (Skrrt)
She see the stars, but she don’t reach
She in the milky way with me
Bless your heart, deathstar
I’m a deathstar (Yeah), I’m a damn star (Star)
Deathstar (Star), I’m a deathstar (Star, star)
I’m a damn star (Star, star, star), yeah
Luke Skywalker, bitch, deathstar (Star)
Red beams and that F&N hangin’ out that car (Car)
I’m in the crib with the AK, but I like the MAC-11 by far
I’m from the trenches, I done pulled strings like a goddamn guitar
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Pour my cup up, pour my cup up
I been cuttin’ up, gettin’ fucked up, ice crushed up
Got a mansion with a butler, my .40 bust ya
Every day like NASA, we go the fuck up
Three (Take off), two, one, take off (Yeah, yeah)
Take off (Yeah), take off (Yeah, I feel so alive)
Three (Take off), two, one, take off (Yeah, yeah)
Take off (Yeah), take off (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: K Suave]
Yeah, fuckin’ these hoes everyday, she know that I’m sinnin’
Racks in my pockets, it’s hard to keep balance
I’m up in Chanel with the gang, we be spendin’
I get you knocked off while I’m high on a flight
Diamonds, they hittin’ real hard, like Mike Tyson
How you get up in here? You not invited
I got her screamin’, I told her be quiet
Woah, damn, ayy
Take off with me so you can go to the moon right now
I’m in Manhattan with this ho and her friend, we eatin’ at TAO
I hate my bitch, she so picky
My diamonds dancin’, they cost more than 50
I’m sippin’ on drink and it’s ruinin’ my kidneys
I’m rich as fuck, but she can’t get a penny, yeah
Told her ass she the only one, now she feelin’ like Obi-Wan
She listen to me, she holdin’ my gun
My bitch snuck the pole in the club
I pop a Perc’ and I float away
She blocked her man so I guess she’s stayin’
She off that molly and all in my pants
Let’s make fake love romantic
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Pour my cup up, pour my cup up
I been cuttin’ up, gettin’ fucked up, ice crushed up
Got a mansion with a butler, my .40 bust ya
Every day like NASA, we go the fuck up
Three (Take off), two, one, take off (Yeah, yeah)
Take off (Yeah), take off (Yeah, I feel so alive)
Three (Take off), two, one, take off (Yeah, yeah)
Take off (Yeah), take off (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3: Kankan]
Ha, take off, yeah, AMG coupe just take off
Nigga, we ridin’ with Drac’s, might spray y’all, yeah
Nigga, that ‘K take his face off (Yeah)
These niggas don’t get high
Try to run down, you gon’ die, yeah (Uh-huh)
Rich as hell, why would I lie?
He don’t even get no guap (Get no guap)
I just wake up and get high
I just wake up and get fly, yeah (Up and get fly)
Mix the Chanel with the (N)ine
Prada bag, spent like five on it (Spent like five)
Fuck on this hoe in a ‘bnb (Yeah)
Know that boy wanna be like me (Yeah, wanna be like me)
Scored some Wock’, just poured a 3 (Yeah)
My bitch bad, rock double C (Ha)
His ho trash, she can’t compete (Yeah)
Hidin’ in the nosebleeds (Yeah, nigga, yeah)
And none of my money be foldin’ (Yeah, yeah)
That nigga broke, I don’t know him (Yeah)
And I spent his whole deal (Yeah), nigga, like be for real
Uh, nigga, we keepin’ it real, yeah
I ain’t even sign no deal, yeah (I ain’t even sign no deal)
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Pour my cup up, pour my cup up
I been cuttin’ up, gettin’ fucked up, ice crushed up
Got a mansion with a butler, my .40 bust ya
Every day like NASA, we go the fuck up
Three (Take off), two, one, take off (Yeah, yeah)
Take off (Yeah), take off (Yeah, I feel so alive)
Three (Take off), two, one, take off (Yeah, yeah)
Take off (Yeah), take off (Yeah, yeah)
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