STAR lyrics

[Video 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 assistin', Ameer go 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 Nigga Banks

Secret Agent Cody Banks, quarter pound of the dank

On the scale and it stank, put my 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 bitch

Try to tell it to her nicely, but she never wanna listen

Beat the pussy to submission, Tom Cruise on a mission

Pull a R&B singer, bring her back to South Central

I shine just like a popstar, MJ my initial

Kobe Bryant with the spin moves, if these niggas got issues

H-Town with Beyoncé, turn her to my prom date

Kingpin like JAY-Z, dance moves like JT

[Verse 3: Kevin Abstract]

Heath Ledger with some dreads, I just gave my nigga head

Standing on my two legs, fuck what that nigga done said

Bruh, I don't fuck with no white boys 'less the nigga Shawn Mendes

I been off and I been dead, bad as hell, I don't bench press

High school they ain't fuck with me, now the critics don't fuck with me

My own fam ain't fuck with me but Viceland did fuck 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, bitch

In the moonlight, I get seasick did ya see all the art that we did?

Did all that shit in a 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' Leo's blood diamonds, sucked off on the highway

Police right behind me like a nigga stole his OJ

Okay, I don't play, got the same last name as O.J

[Video Outro: Kevin Abstract]

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

• Artist:Brockhampton
• Album:SATURATION