Robertier - Celestial (Intro) Lyrics

Rubbertoe
Oh my God, Young 69 Savage
Celestial
I'm looking at the stars right there
I'm looking at the stars right there
Stars right there, I see your face in there
Celestial
I'm looking at the stars right there
I'm looking at the stars right there
Stars right there, I see your face in there
Had to chase a bag, it's smaller than I'd like
Had to chase a bag, now I'm running out of time
Had to bring it back, I wanna do it right
Yeah, yeah, I wanna do it right
Got no one like I'm supposed to
After I show up, you know the fingers blue
Celestial
I'm looking at the stars right there
I'm looking at the stars right there
Stars right there, I see your face in there
Wish I blew up, escape the past
Did my best to run it back
Never had no money, ain't no monograms
All through the pain, I can make you laugh
They wanna see me
Wish they would leave me
Want green like seaweed
I could achieve it
Look me in the eyes
I turn back around, now you're up in the sky
Ain't tell a lie
Yeah
Ain't tell a lie
Look me in the eyes
I turn back around, now you're up in the sky
Ain't tell a lie
Yeah
Celestial
Ooh
Celestial
I'm looking at the stars right there
I'm looking at the stars right there
Stars right there, I see your face in there
Ooh
Celestial
I'm looking at the stars right there
I'm looking at the stars right there
Stars right there, I see your face in there
Not toxic anymore, we switched it up
Tried to do much better than before
Redo it all, much better than before
We switched it up
Tried to do much better than before
That wasn't cute, fix that
Got no one like I'm supposed to
After I show up, you know the fingers blue
Hello
I'm looking at the stars right there
Celestial
I'm looking at the stars right there
I'm looking at the stars right there
Stars right there, I see your face in there
Celestial
I'm looking at the stars right there
I'm looking at the stars right there
Stars right there, I see your face in there
Got no one like I'm supposed to
After I show up, you know the fingers blue
Yo that's gas, yo
Live lavish, what can I say
Shawty sweet like a fresh crème brûlée
They wanna see me
Wish they would leave me
Want green like seaweed
I could achieve it
Gas yo, sheesh
Had to chase a bag, I wanna do it right
Should I do that again? I'll do that again for you
Oh my God, Young 69 Savage
You've never heard of him?
Where am I?
What's wrong with you?