Rockstar

I'm a rockstar mama Only fragrance on me Is the smell of marijuana Got the drugs and the problems I'm a rockstar mama Suicidal with depression Feel like Kurt in Nirvana Jean denim and a red flannel And my vans match the color of my bandana I've been high for two weeks taking anything Exs hit me up they still wishin' for some wedding rings But, I'm a rockstar Only X's that we fuck with are the white bars Tryna find an urge to quit But that's a find I find hard I'm still feeling paranoid Thinkin' 'bout you every time The drugs help me hear your voice And I've been tryna find you But I know I pass behind you And you know I'll take your heart As long as you be taking mine too, but You a groupie, yeah You gon' lose me on the next show To the next hoe, wish you never knew me I'm a rockstar mama Only fragrance on me Is the smell of marijuana Got the drugs and the problems I'm a rockstar mama Suicidal with depression Feel like Kurt in Nirvana She say she love me whatever that is Do me a favor save that shit I'm a rockstar mama Only fragrance on me Is the smell of marijuana Got the drugs and the problems I'm a rockstar mama Suicidal with depression Feel like Kurt in Nirvana I'm a rockstar mama Only fragrance on me Is the smell of marijuana Got the drugs and the problems I'm a rockstar mama Suicidal with depression Feel like Kurt in Nirvana I'm a rockstar mama Only fragrance on me Is the smell of marijuana Got the drugs and the problems I'm a rockstar mama Suicidal with depression Feel like Kurt in Nirvana She say she love me whatever that is Do me a favor save that shit She say she love me whatever that is Do me a favor save that shit I'm a rockstar mama Only fragrance on me Is the smell of marijuana Got the drugs and the problems I'm a rockstar mama Suicidal with depression Feel like Kurt in Nirvana I'm a rockstar mama Only fragrance on me Is the smell of marijuana Got the drugs and the problems I'm a rockstar mama Suicidal with depression Feel like Kurt in Nirvana