Street Rockstar

Ayo, im skelotor, bonafide
This is ufc And i'm a bellator
Run up, get a severed jaw
Lames in your circle
Real nigga is something that they never saw
Dont set trip, I set the score
Dead homies, you know we let the liquor pour
I was born the bomb
Call the bomb squad just to clip my cord
Everybody on my jock a lot, til my dick is sore
Your bitch is sorta choosy, so am i
That's why Im picking yours
Pay me back, if you owe me a rack
I aint lock picking, Im kicking doors
Young snot nose, supreme googles
Im outside of the liquor store
Accidental savage
Know my aura is a magnet
Outfits with the gadgets
Disorderly, royalty, im fresh, im dressed in palace
Its the lava that I got
When they flock
They can't stop
Blinking at my watch
Dont need Dr Miami surgery to get botched
Pringlez hardy turns a Megan Griffen
To a Meagan fox
When you die, hope they remember ya
Tell the president, tell the senator
That my parents invented a

A street rockstar, getting love
Titties need my signature
Bubbling like mentos, Coca-Cola soda, and vinegar
Hot boy, block boy, immature
Bout to raise the temperature
Uptown niggas
Out of bounds niggas
Tell em hold it down

A street rockstar, getting love
Titties need my signature
Bubbling like mentos, Coca-Cola soda, and vinegar
Hot boy, block boy, immature
Bout to raise the temperature
Uptown niggas
Out of bounds niggas
Tell em hold it down

Ayo, the boy lit
Nigga, im rocking palace
Lil bitch, im rocking joy rich
These bitches hit me up for dick appointments
These niggas incredibly flush self esteem
Down the toilet
Forbidden fruit, what I choose to spoil it
I make the worst of choices
They say its cause im ego driven
Living like I don't believe in prison
Illest in the eco system
Got no whip But im parking lot pimping
Yeah fasho nigga
Even as a broke nigga
I bag a gold digger or vixen
First place nigga that they draft picking
Im pulling hair, ass gripping
Baby girl got manicured nails
For when my back itching
Hustle baby, why this cash flipping
I don't pop rubber bands, I stack chicken
Im addicted to the fast living
Niggas giving fictions and opinions
These are facts given
Im pimpin and im different
Bitch im going through some changes
Hitman got the shotty with 12 gauges
Make your fucking face and waist lift
Cool out, take a trip to Vegas
I had a darkskin mommy
Now I got a yellow beige bitch
Uptown niggas
Lost and found niggas
Gold fang gang, howl with us
Hopping from the background with us
Cause uptown, we aint see the fuckin game in a while
So that crown, give it to me now
Listen as I say it loud
If they problem starters
Then you be the problem finisher
Dont hang with lames
Get back stabbers from your perimeter
Dont let them limit ya
And now hopefully I invented a

A street rockstar, getting love
Titties need my signature
Bubbling like mentos, Coca-Cola soda, and vinegar
Hot boy, block boy, immature
Bout to raise the temperature
Uptown niggas
Out of bounds niggas
Tell em hold it down

A street rockstar, getting love
Titties need my signature
Bubbling like mentos, Coca-Cola soda, and vinegar
Hot boy, block boy, immature
Bout to raise the temperature
Uptown niggas
Out of bounds niggas
Tell em hold it down

So hey, tell them lames
Tell them mind they fucking business
My generation know how to limp with the biscuit
Stan, yousa fan, you a fingerprinting witness
Flirting with death, giving pecks and giving kisses
The man on the stand or the finger pointing witness
Trigger finger itches
Shut yo fucking lips bitch
Nigga do not interrupt
You eating ass like Vivica
Born sinner, born to be sinister
Thanks uptown, they invented a

A street rockstar, getting love
Titties need my signature
Bubbling like mentos, Coca-Cola soda, and vinegar
The hot boy, block boy, imm
Bout to raise the temp
Profound niggas
Out of bounds niggas
Tell em hold it down

Rockstar, get
Titties need my sig
Bubbling like mentos, Coca-Cola soda, and vin
Hot boy, block boy, imm
Bout to raise the temp
Uptown niggas
Out of bounds niggas
Tell em hold it down



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Neil
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