Aye (Rockstar-Rockstar)
(Gang-Gang, Rockstar-Rockstar)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS?
Finatic (Rockstar-Rockstar, Uh, Gimme' a beat, i'm attackin' it)
Im So Slimee (Rockstar-Rockstar, Ace lookin' at me like "Brodie, what's happenin'?")
Uh, uh
Please, leave me alone
Do not hit my phone
I don't wanna hang with you
Yea, you did me wrong
I am so ashamed of you
You say, "you don't know what you did"
Well, let me explain to you
You don't know how to play yo' part
Play yo' role, don't play with my heart
You hurt my soul, that shit left a mark
Ain't see no light, I was in a dark place
Thinkin' bout' a heartbreak
That shit made my heartache
I'm a Rockstar, baby
You said that, "you hate me"
Claim, I aint ain't the same me
No, you aint the same you
How you tryna shame me?
I was there for you, when you was down bad on the daily
But, I moved on, yea, I got a better lady
Now
I'm tryna be patient, now
And, niggas be hatin, now
We clicked up, they waitin', now
But, they ain't gettin' a chance
They know what i'm Bout, can't play with a Champ
Hop out, shit start gettin' lit like a lamp
Late night talks, yea, we love to vamp
Rubbin' ya body, i'm gettin' you amped up
Baby, put ya hands up
Pin you down like you arrested, i'll put you in handcuffs
Damnn, uh
Stand up, do ya thing
I like how you dance, uh
Lay down, face me, baby, put ya legs up
Uhhh
Party time, we gon' have some damn fun
Ain't no other bitches out here like you, that's for damn sure
That hoe did me dirty, I hate everything she stand for
Told that lil bitch, "Don't come back, don't hit my phone, and, or"
Please, please-please?
Please, leave me alone
Do not hit my phone
I don't wanna hang with you
Yea, you did me wrong
I am so ashamed of you
You say, "you don't know what you did"
Well, let me explain to you
You don't know how to play yo' part
Play yo' role, don't play with my heart
You hurt my soul, that shit left a mark
Ain't see no light, I was in a dark place
Thinkin' bout' a heartbreak
That shit made my heartache
I'm a Rockstar, baby
(Said that, "you hate me")
(Claim, I aint ain't the same me)
(No, you aint the same you)
(How you tryna shame me?)
(I was there for you, when you was down bad on the daily)
(But, I moved on, yea, I got a better lady)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS? (Now, mmm)
(Uh, uh)
Uh, Gimme' a beat, i'm attackin' it, Ace lookin' at me like "Brodie, what's happenin'?"