Ameer Vann - Star lyrics

[Intro: Robert Ontenient] Me llamo Roberto Y yo quiero ser famoso [Verse 1: Dom McLennon] I might go Interstellar I feel like Matthew McConaughey I don't care for what they gotta say Tony Perkis how I drop the weight Jason Bourne with the headshot Jason Statham with the whip game Liam Neeson with the rescue I go Gunnar with the leather face Bruce Campbell with the chains Tobin Bell with the saw Anthony Hopkins, I'm eatin' 'em raw They don't know who we are Molly Shannon I'm a superstar Ride or die like it's sea biscuit Tryna stack like Tobey John Wick, I don't leave a witness Chris Paul, I'm a**istin' Ameer going Blake Griffin Give me forty-eight minutes We go '04 Pistons Catch a fade like Robert Horry Only time to get the spotlight Deray how I'm top flight Go Obama when I drop mics [Verse 2: Ameer Vann] I'm the black Tom Hanks You can call me n***a Banks Secret Agent Cody Banks Quarter pound of the dank On the scale and it stank Throwin' mama in a range I just bought a new Wraith Nic Cage with the face off John Travolta when I take off Brad Pitt, start a fight club Turn the trap into the nightclub I'm like Prince with the white doves Paint a picture with the white dust Lionel Ritchie with the white b**h Try to tell it to her nicely, but she never wanna listen Beat the p**y to submission Tom Cruise on a mission Pull a RnB singer, bring her back to South Central I shine just like a popstar, MJ my initial Kobe Bryant with the spin moves If these n***as got issues, H-town with Beyonce Turn her to my prom date King pin like Jay Z, dance moves like J.T [Verse 3: Kevin Abstract] Heath Ledger with some dreads I just gave my n***a head Standing on my two legs f** what that n***a done said Bruh, I don't f** with no white boys Less the n***a Shawn Mendes I been off and I been dead Bad as hell, I don't bench press High school, they ain't f** with me Now the critics don't f** with me My own fam ain't f** with me But Viceland did f** with me I'm the only popstar with no money Can't drive, so I'm still running Uber takin' all my show money But that's okay, I got more money Not enough to get my teeth fixed So my boyfriend in the street, b**h In the moonlight I get seasick Did ya see all that, all that we did? Did all this sh** in the weekend We was up all late tweakin' (yeah!) Ice Cube on a Friday, Chris Tucker on a Friday Michael Cera on a Friday, Jonah Hill on a Friday Rockin' leaves, blood diamonds s**ed off on the highway Police right behind me Like a n***a, so is OJ Okay, I don't play Got the same last name as O.J [Outro] Everything that's perfect, damn You're everything that's perfect, damn You're everything that's perfect, damn (Everything that's perfect, damn) You're everything that's perfect, damn Two, oh, oh, seven Two, oh, oh, eight Two, oh, oh, nine You, I can't relate You, a different place You, a different space You, I hesitate, for you I never wait Everything that's perfect, damn You're everything that's perfect, damn You're everything that's perfect, damn (Everything that's perfect, damn) You're everything that's perfect, damn