Five Star! Video (MV)

(Oh Yeah Yeah)
(Pop my shit)
(Yeah)
Pull up in that blacked out Benz, went on a tour yeah (Tour yeah)
Told her pull up with her friends, we adore ya (we adore ya)
Brody hoppin' out the Benz, he gon' floor it (He gon' floor it)
We gon' pull up on your mans, leave him snorin' (leave em' snoring)
They wanna be like me huh, they cannot be like me huh (they can't)
They wanna drip like me huh (woah)
They cannot swag like me huh (on god)
Bitch I'm posted with the gang we on tour yeah (tour yeah)
Steady talkin' on my name I'm ignoring ya (I'm Ignoring ya)
Why these niggas steady talkin' like they know me (they don't know me)
Five-star nigga, I'm that nigga with that fashion (With that fashion)
If you try to run up on me, Brody pull up we gon' blast him (yeah yeah)
And we caught that nigga lackin' at the corner, get yo shit back (get yo' shit back)
Rockin' Subis, rockin' Gucci, different color make it mix match (mix match)
I'm a different type of nigga, I got swag you can't fit that (you can't fit that)
Bitch, I'm countin' up these figures bitch, I'm poppin' like a Tic Tac (like a Tic Tac)
We gon' hit him in the liver, lil' bro, come and get your lick back (lick back)
They tryna come up off of me, they got fake nigga syndrome (syndrome)
We been runnin' bands all week, nah nigga you can't get em'
(You can't get them)
(Uh huh)
(You can't get them)
(You can't get them)