Rockstar, Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
(Mmm-mmm, mmm)
(Ehhh-uhhh, uhh)
(Rrahh)
(Bow)
(Uh)
(Uh-uh)
(Uh, uh, uh-uh)
(Uh-uh)
(Uh, uh, uh-uh)
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten
I'm So Slimee, uh
Swing out the car, i'ma hang out the roof
Magic stick, make his ass go poof
I'm off the bo' when i'm in the booth
I'm bout' to spit like I lost my tooth
Better be on ya guard when we come thru
You in the field, i'ma toss at you
I press a button, i'm off-in' you
You gettin' put in a coffin too
I'm built like that, I carry the tool
And it got a mag, this shit bad news
Tryna play in my face? Bitch, you is a fool
But I ain't gon' trip lil nigga, it's cool
I'll walk down, hit his ball with a stick like pool
I got the stick like a ruler, no I ain't talkin bout school
Walkdown, hit his medula
(Grrahh)
Bet he get smoked like a hookah, I got a ruger
I hit ya Hat, I Adoyaa
I don't even play Two-k, but i'm really a shooter
Fuck is car? I'll swing on a scooter
I'm off the za', i'm stoned like Medusa
I'm with ya bitch, we gettin' fried
Like i'm a doctor, make her say "Aah", get in that jalooper
I see a opp, I knock the meat out his taco, now it's a wrap like chalupa
Wait, now it's a wrap like a gift
Pop out the cut (Surprise, lil bitch)
Wait, I make his eyes look big
He saw the flash, he couldn't even squint
Got hit in his face, his eyes had went
He don't even know where his eyeballs went
I don't wanna type on computers, I get me a check like Nike, i'ma get me a tech
I don't wanna type on the app, cuz' i'm tryna fix me a nigga like autocorrect
Grrahh, send shots all to his neck
He throw a fit, then he gettin' stretched
(Shout out to Shark, he said it the best)
Under that bridge, don't come to the West, we'll open that chest
Swing out the car, i'ma hang out the roof
Magic stick, make his ass go poof
I'm off the bo' when i'm in the booth
I'm bout' to spit like I lost my tooth
Better be on ya guard when we come thru
You in the field, i'ma toss at you
I press a button, i'm off-in' you
You gettin' put in a coffin too
I'm built like that, I carry the tool
And it got a mag, this shit bad news
Tryna play in my face? Bitch, you is a fool
But I ain't gon' trip lil nigga, it's cool
I'll walk down, hit his ball with a stick like pool
I got the stick like a ruler, no I ain't talkin bout school
Walkdown, hit his medula
(Grrahh)
Bet he get smoked like a hookah, I got a ruger
I hit ya Hat, I Adoyaa
(Mmm-mmm, mmm)
(Ehhh-uhhh, uhh)
(Mmm-mmm, mmm)
(Ehhh-uhhh, uhh)