Startender - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie, Tyga, Offset

Yeah, shawty got ass, she just got a tummy tuck, yeah

Startenders, run it up

Ah

Let’s get into it

Watch your bitch

Yeah

Ah

Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch

Ooh, don’t think these niggas understand me

Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami

Ooh, I’m feelin' like I’m Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah

Ooh, I see it in you

You just left your man, that’s too bad, ooh

Pull up in a foreign like skrt skrt

All up in your feelings, yeah you seem so hurt

Elliot the chains, now it’s time to run it up

In the game, got a two, so you know they wanna pop, yeah

Yeah, shawty got ass

She just got a tummy tuck, yeah

Startenders, run it up

Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch

Ooh, don’t think these niggas understand me

Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami

Ooh, I’m feelin' like I’m Biggaveli

Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch

Ooh, don’t think these niggas understand me

Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami

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 panties, huh (Woo)

Baguettes in my wrist and they can’t stand me, huh (Baguettes)

Coco on my Maybach like it’s «Free Meech"(Smash, smash)

Shoot the hundred round and get your street sweeped (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 static, send the baddie, meet the Grim Reaper (Statis, static)

Green lime Lambo' with your bitch creepin' (Skrrt)

He got to poppin' 'bout it, so I let the TEC eat him (Brrt, huh)

I put the Nawf up on my back, I get the M’s and feed 'em (Hey!)

Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch

Ooh, don’t think these niggas understand me

Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami

Ooh, I’m feelin' like I’m Biggaveli

Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch

Ooh, don’t think these niggas understand me

Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami

Ooh, I’m feelin' like I’m Biggaveli, ah 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

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

Got the rims so biggie and my cars 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)

Diamonds on my dick, told the bitch, «Come and get it"(Hol' up)

Shawty, you a star, got all these niggas wishin'

She gotta make it count, hit me up, when you finished

Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch

Ooh, don’t think these niggas understand me

Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami

Ooh, I’m feelin' like I’m Biggaveli

Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch

Ooh, don’t think these niggas understand me

Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami

Ooh, I’m feelin' like I’m Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah

Head, shoulders, knees, focus

Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah

Head, yeah, shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah

Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, focus, yeah

Head, shoulders, knees, focus

Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah

Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah

Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah

Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch (Bang)