day1weebay – rockstar lyrics
[intro]
aye, ima rockstar
aye, oh oh you a rockstar
ima rockstar, yeah you a rockstar
aye aye ima rockout
rockout den, don’t make me pop out
i bring dis glock out, i’ll blow ya top down
[verse]
b-tch ima rock out, b-tch ima rock star
i got dem racks on me i feel like a pop star
i gotta draco’ it shoot lika guitar
b-tch you bizarre, b-tch you buzzard
catch up mustard we gone f-ck her
you gone cuff her cause you a sucker
b-tch um getting gwoup you motherf-ckers
i might pop a perky and pour a four up
parked da i8 in da hood in lift da doors up
it’s a party in dis b-tch, so b-tch we goin up
n-gg-hs talkin allat sh-t but dey don’t want war
we gone pull up make some noise just lika anchor
n-gg-hs tried to ride my wave, i knocked um on sh-r-
i guess dey thought dey had da wave but dey was unsure
i be flexing b-tch an ion drink no ensure
i ain’t allen iverson but i got some answers
n-gg-hs ain’t tryna in-hail no smoke like dey got cancer
an b-tch i just graduated i got dem bands up
i ask dem hoes who tryna f-ck, dey through dey hands up
security searching at the door we ain’t throw no hands up
and b-tch my shoes ain’t got no laces but i got mob ties
um tryna jump up in her mouth like dat b-tch got bob wires
all dese torches on our hip might start a wild fire
b-tch bad and bougie so i took her to popeyes
i gotta subruban b-tch i took dat hoe to 5 guys
and i be laughing at dese n-gg-hs, just like ha ha
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