Rockstar
I'm a rockstar, mama
Only fragrance on me is the smell of marijuana
Got the drugs and the problems
I'm a rockstar, mama
Suicidal with depression, feel like Kurt in Nirvana
Jean denim and a red flannel (red flannel)
And my vans match the color of my bandana (bandana)
I've been high for two weeks taking anything
Exs hit me up they still wishin' for some wedding rings (for some wedding rings)
But I'm a rockstar
Only X's that we fuck with are the white bars
Tryna find an urge to quit, but that's a find I find hard
I'm still feeling paranoid
Thinkin' 'bout you every time, the drugs help me hear your voice
And I've been tryna find you, but I know I pass behind you
And you know I'll take your heart
As long as you be taking mine too, but
You a groupie, yeah
You gon' lose me on the next show
To the next hoe, wish you never knew me
I'm a rockstar, mama
Only fragrance on me is the smell of marijuana
Got the drugs and the problems
I'm a rockstar, mama
Suicidal with depression, feel like Kurt in Nirvana
She say she love me, whatever that is
Do me a favor, save that shit
She say she love me, whatever that is
Do me a favor, save that shit
I'm a rockstar mama
Only fragrance on me is the smell of marijuana
Got the drugs and the problems
I'm a rockstar, mama
Suicidal with depression, feel like Kurt in Nirvana
I'm a rockstar, mama
Only fragrance on me is the smell of marijuana
Got the drugs and the problems
I'm a rockstar, mama
Suicidal with depression, feel like Kurt in Nirvana
I'm a rockstar, mama
Only fragrance on me is the smell of marijuana
Got the drugs and the problems
I'm a rockstar mama
Suicidal with depression
Feel like Kurt in Nirvana
She say she love me, whatever that is
Do me a favor, save that shit
She say she love me, whatever that is
Do me a favor, save that shit
I'm a rockstar mama
Only fragrance on me is the smell of marijuana
Got the drugs and the problems
I'm a rockstar, mama
Suicidal with depression, feel like Kurt in Nirvana
I'm a rockstar, mama
Only fragrance on me is the smell of marijuana
Got the drugs and the problems
I'm a rockstar, mama
Suicidal with depression
Feel like Kurt in Nirvana
Only fragrance on me is the smell of marijuana
Got the drugs and the problems
I'm a rockstar, mama
Suicidal with depression, feel like Kurt in Nirvana
Jean denim and a red flannel (red flannel)
And my vans match the color of my bandana (bandana)
I've been high for two weeks taking anything
Exs hit me up they still wishin' for some wedding rings (for some wedding rings)
But I'm a rockstar
Only X's that we fuck with are the white bars
Tryna find an urge to quit, but that's a find I find hard
I'm still feeling paranoid
Thinkin' 'bout you every time, the drugs help me hear your voice
And I've been tryna find you, but I know I pass behind you
And you know I'll take your heart
As long as you be taking mine too, but
You a groupie, yeah
You gon' lose me on the next show
To the next hoe, wish you never knew me
I'm a rockstar, mama
Only fragrance on me is the smell of marijuana
Got the drugs and the problems
I'm a rockstar, mama
Suicidal with depression, feel like Kurt in Nirvana
She say she love me, whatever that is
Do me a favor, save that shit
She say she love me, whatever that is
Do me a favor, save that shit
I'm a rockstar mama
Only fragrance on me is the smell of marijuana
Got the drugs and the problems
I'm a rockstar, mama
Suicidal with depression, feel like Kurt in Nirvana
I'm a rockstar, mama
Only fragrance on me is the smell of marijuana
Got the drugs and the problems
I'm a rockstar, mama
Suicidal with depression, feel like Kurt in Nirvana
I'm a rockstar, mama
Only fragrance on me is the smell of marijuana
Got the drugs and the problems
I'm a rockstar mama
Suicidal with depression
Feel like Kurt in Nirvana
She say she love me, whatever that is
Do me a favor, save that shit
She say she love me, whatever that is
Do me a favor, save that shit
I'm a rockstar mama
Only fragrance on me is the smell of marijuana
Got the drugs and the problems
I'm a rockstar, mama
Suicidal with depression, feel like Kurt in Nirvana
I'm a rockstar, mama
Only fragrance on me is the smell of marijuana
Got the drugs and the problems
I'm a rockstar, mama
Suicidal with depression
Feel like Kurt in Nirvana
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Writer(s): Jaiden Stephens, Alex Theesfield
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