Rockstar

Bitch im going beasty
Ima dog right off the leash
Hopping out with YSL
Feel like lil keed
Know that nigga high as hell
Tryna get the cheese
I be looking fly as hell
Why she on her knee

I cant be a diva
Burning up sativa
Looking for my nina
I cant find my nina
Hit it like sharkeisha
Knock it like a speaker
If you balling out
Why you sitting at the bleachers

Bullets fly like cash
On her ass that shit fast
Hit the button crash
Like laptop with a rash
Walk up in the building
VIP dont need no pass
Bitch we in your hood
Run up in your house
And laugh Like
Ha ha ha ha ha
I aint with that ra ra ra
I be with my clan
Like a nigga madara
9 times outtta 10
On some fuck shit with the guys
Take you on a date
Bitch im getting in them thighs

Its 4th of july lil bitch
Do not act surprised tho
I be out in soho
Fucking bitches getting fly tho
Then i hit the hood
Hide the spliff right from the 5-0
Bitch I got the green
Sticking on me like a geico

Hanging off the eiffel
That bitch she a eye full
Niggas cannot be you
So they turn into your rivals
Im not having that
Malcom X with the rifle
Do they got ya back
Cus its looking
Like they eyes closed

Rockstar denim
With a icy white tee
Pass ya bitch to the gang
She cant be my wifey
Im not balling like mike
Hoe im balling like me
Thats why i dont give a fuck
If they do not like me



Credits
Writer(s): Alhaji Barrie
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