Rockstar

I been fucking hoes and popping pillies, man, I feel just like a rockstar

All my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like a Rasta

Fucking with me call up on a Uzi and show up, man, them the shottas

When my homies pull up on your block, they make that thing go, "Grah-ta-ta-ta"

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I been fucking hoes and popping pillies, man, I feel just like a rockstar

I been fucking hoes and popping pillies, man, I feel just like a rockstar

All my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like a Rasta

Fucking with me call up on a Uzi and show up, man, them the shottas

When my homies pull up on your block, they make that thing go, "Grah-ta-ta-ta"

Switch my whip, came "Back in Black," I'm starting saying, "rest in peace to Bon Scott"

Close that door, we blowing smoke, she ask me, "Light a fire," like I'm Morrison

Act a fool on stage, prolly leave my fucking show in a cop car

Shit was legendary, threw a TV out the window of The Montage

Cocaine on the table, liquor pouring, don't give damn

Dude your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in

Saying, "I'm with the band," ay, ay

Now she acting outta pocket, tryna grab up from her pants

Hunnid bitches in my trailer, say they ain't got a man

And they all brought a friend, ay, ay

I been fucking hoes and popping pillies, man, I feel just like a rockstar

All my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like a Rasta

Fucking with me call up on a Uzi and show up, man, them the shottas

When my homies pull up on your block, they make that thing go, "Grah-ta-ta-ta"

I been in the hills fucking superstars, feeling like a popstar

Drinking Henny, bad bitches, jumping in the pool and they ain't got on no bra

Hit her from the back, pulling on her tracks, now she screaming out, "No mas"

They like, "Savage, why you got a 12-car garage and you only got six cars?"

I ain't with the 'caking, how you kiss that?

Your wifey say I'm looking like a whole snack

Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks

LA bitches always asking, "Where the coke at?"

Livin' like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car

Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard

I done made the Hot Chart, 'member used trap hard?

Living like a rockstar, I'm living like a rockstar

Ok

I been fucking hoes and popping pillies, man, I feel just like a rockstar

All my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like a Rasta

Fucking with me call up on a Uzi and show up, man, them the shottas

When my homies pull up on your block, they make that thing go, "Grah-ta-ta-ta"