Rockstar X
One for the team
Two for the fiends
I'm rolling up
Who wants the green
I hit you up
She right back to me
Serving them packs
Roll-off a bean
Downtown with it
We gone blast loud with it
Get it back
Fake packs
And the clowns get it
Fuck around it
You knocked down with it
Pussyboy pull up you gonna see a beat down with it
Ballin
Got them talking
Pouring up we a got a lot
But that's how we Rockin
Homies going to the top
You that we locked in
No, I'm never gonna stop
Yeah I know I'm Popping
One for the team
Two for the fiends
I'm rolling up
Who wants the green
I hit you up
She right back to me
Serving them packs
Roll-off a bean
Late Nights pouring up
Yeah they say I got them rockstar Genes (X represents a chromosome)
But I don't any better
Get the bag I'm tryna count my green
I'm going up
Nothing can top me
Don't give fuck
You try to stop me
I see you hating but gonna watch me
Blast to the top to my day one's I promise
One for the team
Two for the fiends
I'm rolling up
Who wants the green
I hit you up
She right back to me
Serving them packs
Roll-off a bean
Downtown with it
We gone blast loud with it
Get it back
Fake packs
And the clowns get it
Fuck around it
You knocked down with it
Pussyboy pull up you gonna see a beat down with it
Ballin
Got them talking
Pouring up we a got a lot
But that's how we Rocking
Homies going to the top
You that we locked in
No, I'm never gonna stop
Yeah I know I'm popping
Two for the fiends
I'm rolling up
Who wants the green
I hit you up
She right back to me
Serving them packs
Roll-off a bean
Downtown with it
We gone blast loud with it
Get it back
Fake packs
And the clowns get it
Fuck around it
You knocked down with it
Pussyboy pull up you gonna see a beat down with it
Ballin
Got them talking
Pouring up we a got a lot
But that's how we Rockin
Homies going to the top
You that we locked in
No, I'm never gonna stop
Yeah I know I'm Popping
One for the team
Two for the fiends
I'm rolling up
Who wants the green
I hit you up
She right back to me
Serving them packs
Roll-off a bean
Late Nights pouring up
Yeah they say I got them rockstar Genes (X represents a chromosome)
But I don't any better
Get the bag I'm tryna count my green
I'm going up
Nothing can top me
Don't give fuck
You try to stop me
I see you hating but gonna watch me
Blast to the top to my day one's I promise
One for the team
Two for the fiends
I'm rolling up
Who wants the green
I hit you up
She right back to me
Serving them packs
Roll-off a bean
Downtown with it
We gone blast loud with it
Get it back
Fake packs
And the clowns get it
Fuck around it
You knocked down with it
Pussyboy pull up you gonna see a beat down with it
Ballin
Got them talking
Pouring up we a got a lot
But that's how we Rocking
Homies going to the top
You that we locked in
No, I'm never gonna stop
Yeah I know I'm popping
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Fisher
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