Yeah
Real rockstar demon , niggas know what the fuck I'm on
Niggas know how I rock when I got that Glock
Yeah , Yeah , Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Say you having that , nigga where yo breesh at?
Say you moving weight , nigga where yo keys at?
Oh you say you trappin' nigga where yo Ps at?
Post up on your strip , nigga where yo G at?
Push up on your bitch , tell that hoe I need that
Saint Laurent my jeans , that shit cost like 3 racks
I come from that block , where they throw them Bs at
RedEye SRT , bitch I'm in that mean cat
I just fucked this hoe , told that bitch to keep it low
Say she got a man , bitch I'm hoping he don't know
Then I look right up , see a nigga text her phone
Say "it's getting late , baby when you coming home?"
I just get to laughing cause my dick was in her throat
Why he getting mad , nigga knew she was a hoe
Said he on my head , and he say he got the Lo'
Can't wait until I see him , up that Gen and let it blow
Taliband Vamp , niggas know I'm on that shit
Rockstar demon nigga rock out like I'm KISS
Fuck up on that bitch , put my kids right on her lip
And all these niggas rats , they be out here giving tips
These niggas talk to the cops , you wasn't there on that block
Go act a fool , right after school , nigga I set up the shop
We sipping lean on the rocks , JDOT he keep him a mop
Counting this breesh , it's a-lot
Green laser beam on the chop
You can't come back to your hood , cause you not a real nigga
You ain't send no shots , you ain't squeeze them real triggers
Tough up on the net , man you niggas love Twitter
I could get you spin't , bitch I know some real hitters
Could never say I'm fake , cause Lil Roy a real nigga