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AKA Star Signs [Song Lyrics].
Here is full Lyrics of Akas new 2018 song titled Star signs featuring Stogie T.Read Below.
[Hook: AKA] Ive been winning for a long time I think its written in my starsign Sauce, soul fire Wish you can see it with your own eyes Kick out the shoes, hop in the swimming pool (Splash) Who got the juice, who got the Liquifruit? (Cash) Who got the sauce, who got the minerals? (Mhen) We at the top, we at the pinnacle
[Verse 1: AKA] Finally made it to the big time Came a long way from the underground Tryna figure out How to keep my feelings inside While Im looking out, I dont fuck around I been getting so much money niggas probably think Im signed to Mabala now Summer after summer, if you never done it You gon have to shut your fuckin mouth Im a god now Let the Lamborghini doors down Check the scoreboard now All my niggas wanna know how to score most sound Fuck this material shit Dont give a fuck what your vehicle is If you cant move crowds How many eras? How many times I invented a whole new style I remember niggas used to give up on their dreams to go do house Now I look around everybody got a 22 carat gold tooth smile I dont even want the credit I just wanna be remembered If a young nigga comes and ask saying Mega you old school now, but how you still so relevant In an era where niggas sounds so American No pride in their own heritage Whole vibes so negative Aint nobody gonna remember them Dose of your own medicine House rent on the outfit, thats credit All my niggas on the couch here made it out here on merit Section full of guest men and they all got vendettas Best friends turn to ex-friends who worry about aesthetics Fuck em lets get it
[Hook: AKA] Kick out the shoes, hop in the swimming pool (Splash) Who got the juice, who got the Liquifruit? (Cash) Who got the sauce, who got the minerals? (Mhen) We at the top, we at the pinnacle
[Verse 2: AKA] All of my niggas is litty All of my bitches is pretty Golden child of my city Hundred cows for the wedding Overseas like Benny Kicking ass like Kenny Cheddar cheese thats dairy [?] Fan love racked up Met plugs at the embassy Dont shit where you sleep Dont eat with your enemy Mask on, mask off I keep looking through your energy Man up, act tough Why you niggas so sensitive Slide in the DM with vaseline All of my niggas smoke gasoline Im busy living my fantasy I aint fucking with you backpack to the city rap activities Jam packed itinerary I aint looking back like Im driving meter cab or a black limousine Rack city rack rack city bitch Wack niggas catch guillotines Cant match my ability, is you feeling me? Yeah we on top of the pyramid Niggas smoking that cheap shit Still sipping on Benylin All my niggas rock vetements Yall need to finish your weet-bix Time to reup on your vitamins I got two mandela pieces Thats what I call born free shit Used to beat box now Reebok Throw me on some Bruce Lee shit 170 grand t-shirt That Givenchy shit No Dominos pizza
[Hook: AKA] Ive been winning for a long time I think its written in my starsign Sauce, soul fire Wish you can see it with your own eyes Kick out the shoes, hop in the swimming pool (Splash) Who got the juice, who got the Liquifruit? (Cash) Who got the sauce, who got the minerals? (Mhen) We at the top, we at the pinnacle
[Verse 3: Stogie T] Supa Mega had to promise me Dont forget about your honesty You gon alway run like an allergy When a nigga ego match his balance sheet Me and B share a legacy Of bad grammar and a booking fee Both grandmas were bad mannered But they had character you cant tweet Different clothes see the two piece Stogie big enough for two mes You think its ox skin, think I lost it Written off like I couldnt free it How ironic so much Gucci but no material or music Im iconic, I on public I say your name you wouldnt do shit Different nigga no comparing Used to living off your parents Goofy lyrics on the [?] They took the Mickey I dont care My children in Disneyland, Paris Its the sauce, its the antidote Got me traveling through Charles de Gaulle Steps in Lusaka Im abroad cant get Mufasad by antelopes (no)
[Hook: AKA] House rent on the outfit, thats credit All my niggas on the couch here made it out here on merit Section full of guest men and they all got vendettas Best friends turn to ex-friends who worry about aesthetics Fuck em lets get it
Kick out the shoes, hop in the swimming pool (Splash) Who got the juice, who got the liquor fruit? (Cash) Who got the sauce, who got the minerals? (Mhen) We at the top, we at the pinnacle.