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gunna - rockstar status lyrics

[chorus]
rockstar status n-gga, gotta have it
rockstar status n-gga, gotta have it
gotta have it
rockstar status n-gga, gotta have it
b-tch i call the shots, i feel like phil jackson
police by my spot and i was still trapping

[verse 1]
yeah, hop in the benz
i put a f on the rim
checkerboard all at my crib
louis v, louis v, damier
that franck muller look like cartier
walk inside the mall and get me something to wear
b-tch i came from the sub i could never care
i was f-cked up and broke, you was never there
what the f-ck is a friend
they ain’t got a hand they could lend
last time i fell to the pen
i had to commit a sin
i dropped the ball and now i got it back
i went to jail and i ain’t goin’ back
i kept it solid, n-ggas knowing that
i’ma go the trap, run me up a sack
i’ma go the trap, run me up a sack
i’ma go the house, try to stack a bank
i’ma pull on the block, roll me up some dank
i’ma go to the yo, pour me up a pint
i’ma sh-t on these n-ggas and let ’em hate
now this b-tch wanna call, i’ma let her wait
n-ggas want me to fall, hold your breath and wait
b-tch i’m never on time ’cause i’m always late

[chorus]
rockstar status n-gga, gotta have it
rockstar status n-gga, gotta have it
b-tch i call the shots, i feel like phil jackson
police by my spot and i was still trapping
rockstar status n-gga, gotta have it
rockstar status n-gga, gotta have it
b-tch i call the shots, i feel like phil jackson
police by my spot and i was still trapping

[verse 2]
balling like jordan
the b-tch got me feeling like tony
if you got a l1ck put me on it
i wanna see my opponent
the real ones, they running with gunna
they know i’ma keep it one hunnid
we trap and we eat at katana
that sh-t that you did, we done done it
yeah yeah, if you want a bag n-gga run it
my bro sell them sh-ts on the corner
my plug really rich, she a grower
i serve all my plates with a blower
i think i might open a store
remember i used to be poor
i can’t stop it, i keep getting more
i can’t stop it, i keep getting more
i see hoes when i walk through the door
get them racks, put the safe in a floor
i done came a long way selling dope
it’s their dreams and they try to sell hope
i sold lean and i tried to sell c0ke
i’m 6-0 b-tch i run with the locs
louis v checkerboard on my coat

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