Rockstar
Feeling like a rockstar
You know I had to pole her
Diamonds on my choker
Really need to swerve you
Don't really wanna hurt you
This drink I'm sipping purple
Got me moving like a turtle
Bitch I got that range
But won't pull up in a rover
Bend that hoe right over
Yea you know I had to pole her
Flexing with these diamonds
Now I'm feeling like a rockstar
Rockstar no
Popstar
Better yet a trap star
Bet I run off on em
Like a motherfucking track star
Had to do the dash
So I skrt off in that fast car
UnderRated nigga
But i'm laughing at you critics
Said I wouldn't do it
But guess what
I went and did it
All these bitches
Tripping reminiscing
In they feelings
Talking bout "I want you back"
Well I don't want you bitches
Racks stacked to the ceiling
All blue but no crippin
Told him if he want the smoke
He can come and get it
Got the laser on my blicky
Dead shot ain't no missing
Pussyboy you better stop
That talkin or you'll end up missing
Really need to swerve you
Don't really wanna hurt you
This drink I'm sipping purple
Got me moving like a turtle
Bitch I got that range
But won't pull up in a rover
Bend that hoe right over
Yea you know I had to pole her
Flexing with these diamonds
Now I'm feeling like a rockstar
Rockstar no
Popstar
Better yet a trap star
Bet I run off on em
Like a motherfucking track star
Had to do the dash
So I skrt off in that fast car
Go head leave
I don't eeen care
It's too bad that
We didn't pair
Don't know why you
Tried to play me
Or leave me in some despair
ItsLial the trending topic
Best believe this shit not stopping
Haters wanna see me flopping
How with all this heat I'm dropping
Thank you come again
You should bring you friend
You should bring your sister
I heard she's your twin
Say she likes my grin
So I said that she's a 10
Once I get em to my room
Best believe I'm going in
Really need to swerve you
Don't really wanna hurt you
This drink I'm sipping purple
Got me moving like a turtle
Bitch I got that range
But won't pull up in a rover
Bend that hoe right over
Yea you know I had to pole her
Flexing with these diamonds
Now I'm feeling like a rockstar
Rockstar no
Popstar
Better yet a trap star
Bet I run off on em
Like a motherfucking track star
Had to do the dash
So I skrt off in that fast car
You know I had to pole her
Diamonds on my choker
Really need to swerve you
Don't really wanna hurt you
This drink I'm sipping purple
Got me moving like a turtle
Bitch I got that range
But won't pull up in a rover
Bend that hoe right over
Yea you know I had to pole her
Flexing with these diamonds
Now I'm feeling like a rockstar
Rockstar no
Popstar
Better yet a trap star
Bet I run off on em
Like a motherfucking track star
Had to do the dash
So I skrt off in that fast car
UnderRated nigga
But i'm laughing at you critics
Said I wouldn't do it
But guess what
I went and did it
All these bitches
Tripping reminiscing
In they feelings
Talking bout "I want you back"
Well I don't want you bitches
Racks stacked to the ceiling
All blue but no crippin
Told him if he want the smoke
He can come and get it
Got the laser on my blicky
Dead shot ain't no missing
Pussyboy you better stop
That talkin or you'll end up missing
Really need to swerve you
Don't really wanna hurt you
This drink I'm sipping purple
Got me moving like a turtle
Bitch I got that range
But won't pull up in a rover
Bend that hoe right over
Yea you know I had to pole her
Flexing with these diamonds
Now I'm feeling like a rockstar
Rockstar no
Popstar
Better yet a trap star
Bet I run off on em
Like a motherfucking track star
Had to do the dash
So I skrt off in that fast car
Go head leave
I don't eeen care
It's too bad that
We didn't pair
Don't know why you
Tried to play me
Or leave me in some despair
ItsLial the trending topic
Best believe this shit not stopping
Haters wanna see me flopping
How with all this heat I'm dropping
Thank you come again
You should bring you friend
You should bring your sister
I heard she's your twin
Say she likes my grin
So I said that she's a 10
Once I get em to my room
Best believe I'm going in
Really need to swerve you
Don't really wanna hurt you
This drink I'm sipping purple
Got me moving like a turtle
Bitch I got that range
But won't pull up in a rover
Bend that hoe right over
Yea you know I had to pole her
Flexing with these diamonds
Now I'm feeling like a rockstar
Rockstar no
Popstar
Better yet a trap star
Bet I run off on em
Like a motherfucking track star
Had to do the dash
So I skrt off in that fast car
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Writer(s): Bilial Williams
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