ROCKSTAR SH!T
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Fish tailing out the lot I hit the gas Talk down about my gang or about my name then that's yo ass We ain't aiming for your body we real shooters we aim neck up Ain't worried bout they saying, cause they be cappin they be flexed up She tryna set an appointment like I'm doctor doing check ups She seen VVs on my body now lil shawty giving neck up Yea we been them niggas, y'all just must heard, woah y'all better catch up I call up BAM he said wuzzam, we got right now f*ck a next up Woah hell naah, I ain't touchin her unless she gonna S.A.N.D.A.S huh Glock, Sigs, F&Ns just know we keep them blammers tucked Inside all black, out arm & hammer, huh I did the dash and got that bag, I guess it boosted up my standards, huh I'm on that rockstar shit, making rockstar hits In a rockstar whip, with a rockstar bitch Bust down rockstar wrist, and it match my rockstar fit Smoking rockstar zips, with my rockstar clique, woah I'm on that rockstar shit, making rockstar hits In a rockstar whip, with a rockstar bitch Bust down rockstar wrist, and it match my rockstar fit Smoking rockstar zips, with my rockstar clique, woah They say you just like yo friends And Tek just whipped the Benz I'm just a real nigga with a rockstar spirit Don't question me how I'm living, you wasn't here in the beginning I own so much pain, it seem like it ain't got no ending And bitch i ain't tryna please you I ain't mean to offend you I ain't gon' tell you no lie, but you won't get the whole truth I'm in that Bentley coupe With Four Doors And Four Hoes, Im trippin' Ian really mean to get in my business When I talk Bitch, shut up, listen I'll put that dick in yo kidneys I'll knock that pussy off the hinges Let's shaking, look like you limpin' Wake and bake this shit got me lifted Big body Chevy i just got it tinted Look like I'm melting the way that I'm drippin' Now you all in your feelings Now you all in your feelings You want attention that I give other women I been with my team and you know that we been winning On that rockstar shit and you know that we been sinning Fish tailing out the lot I hit the gas Talk down about my gang or about my name then that's yo ass We ain't aiming for your body we real shooters we aim neck up Ain't worried bout they saying, cause they be cappin they be flexed up She tryna set an appointment like I'm doctor doing check ups She seen VVs on my body now lil shawty giving neck up Yea we been them niggas, y'all just must heard, woah y'all better catch up I call up BAM he said wuzzam, we got right now f*ck a next up Woah hell naah, I ain't touchin her unless she gonna S.A.N.D.A.S huh Glock, Sigs, F&Ns just know we keep them blamers tucked Inside all black, out arm & hammer, huh I did the dash and got that bag, I guess it boosted up my standards, huh I'm on that rockstar shit, making rockstar hits In a rockstar whip, with a rockstar bitch Bust down rockstar wrist, and it match my rockstar fit Smoking rockstar zips, with my rockstar clique, woah
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Written by: Chirstian Parrott, Jalil Arnold
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