Nightstar,
Jesus Christ,
I am really the apple of angels' *
Plus my picture when I'm rhyming, pop pop pop
Moons of fire,
call my mother,
tell her that your son's a liar
Do your * voice,
Jared,
out,
cats,
cunts,
that's all
I'm a tough star,
short,
solid line,
a mountain front of nickel
They're shaking hands with underdead,
me and snake rock father
Girls on fire,
it makes me higher,
I will never dare retire
I have more vests than a fighter,
this is my empire
Let it roll,
let it roll Move your head onto the floor,
on the floor with it
Let it roll,
let it roll Move your head onto the floor,
on the floor with it
Let it roll,
let it roll Move your head onto the floor,
on the floor with it
Let it roll,
let it roll Move your head onto the floor,
on the floor with it
But I'm promising you,
you must say my name if you want it to.
Please don't take my girl back.
Or I might kill her.
Hello fellas,
I'm a mad ass.
Don't you know me?
I'm a dick like glass.
Don't you hear me?
I'm a bum bum bum blast.
I'm a gone after and after and after and after and after.
Let's fly up to the moon.
Sm Uranium.
Up, up, up,
up,
rich kid
descendants of seass
makeover
reference i s8
releases
my
car
listen
Jesus Christ, I am remaining
And I'm loving to see a tiger creature
When I rhyme in
Buh-buh-buh-buh
Boons of fire, come on higher
Tell her that your son's a buyer
Do you * know he's driving?
Oh, heads, boons, I'm a
Popstar, what's up?
I've been up in flight with Michael
They're shaking hands with Hunter
Damn, me and Steve got farther
Girls on fire, makes me higher
I will never get retired
I have always been a fighter
This is my empire
Popstar rocks you
You