WØCKSTAR
I'm a rockstar (Yea)
I'm a rockstar
(Mad, keep on slaying)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'm sellin' rocks
I'm a rockstar (Yeah)
And I'm sippin' Wock
Im a Wockstar (Yeah)
I been sellin' rocks
I'm a Rockstar (Yeah)
And she wanna fuck
A fuckin rockstar (Yea)
And the molly
And the molly make her mine (Yeah)
I slam dunk it in her mouth (Yuh)
Wake up molly in the morning (Ai!)
Woah woah oh oh
Mixing all these drugs, I been outta my mind
Yeah, I'm outta my mind
Mixing all these drugs I been outta my mind
(Yeah) I'm outta my mind
Pill poppa
Dope pusha
Pain killa
Dope deala
Pill poppa
Dope pusha
I wake up in the morning and pop a seal
I ain't even eat nothing yet
I been servin up junkies, bitch
Rolin on all kind of pills
Yeah, let's go
Yeah, cmon
Yeah, let's go
Yeah, cmon
And I'm sellin rocks
I'm a rockstar (Yea)
And I'm sippin Wock
Im a Wockstar (Yuh)
I been sellin rocks
I'm a rockstar (Yea)
And she wanna fuck
A fuckin rockstar (Yeah)
Love expensive drugs
Got expensive taste
Love expensive drugs
Got expensive taste
Love expensive drugs
Got expensive taste
Back the fuck up off me
Back the fuck up off me, bitch
Ride around wit no top
Get your top blown off (yeah)
Ride around wit no top
Get ur top blast off (Yeah)
And she pop a molly and it's blast off, blast off
And she pop a molly and it's blast off, blast off
Throw it in her mouth and she blast off, blast off
T-t-t-t-take off
K-k-k-k-tweakin
T-t-t-t-take off
K-k-k-k-tweakin
I'm a die wit my bitch
I'm a rockstar
(Mad, keep on slaying)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'm sellin' rocks
I'm a rockstar (Yeah)
And I'm sippin' Wock
Im a Wockstar (Yeah)
I been sellin' rocks
I'm a Rockstar (Yeah)
And she wanna fuck
A fuckin rockstar (Yea)
And the molly
And the molly make her mine (Yeah)
I slam dunk it in her mouth (Yuh)
Wake up molly in the morning (Ai!)
Woah woah oh oh
Mixing all these drugs, I been outta my mind
Yeah, I'm outta my mind
Mixing all these drugs I been outta my mind
(Yeah) I'm outta my mind
Pill poppa
Dope pusha
Pain killa
Dope deala
Pill poppa
Dope pusha
I wake up in the morning and pop a seal
I ain't even eat nothing yet
I been servin up junkies, bitch
Rolin on all kind of pills
Yeah, let's go
Yeah, cmon
Yeah, let's go
Yeah, cmon
And I'm sellin rocks
I'm a rockstar (Yea)
And I'm sippin Wock
Im a Wockstar (Yuh)
I been sellin rocks
I'm a rockstar (Yea)
And she wanna fuck
A fuckin rockstar (Yeah)
Love expensive drugs
Got expensive taste
Love expensive drugs
Got expensive taste
Love expensive drugs
Got expensive taste
Back the fuck up off me
Back the fuck up off me, bitch
Ride around wit no top
Get your top blown off (yeah)
Ride around wit no top
Get ur top blast off (Yeah)
And she pop a molly and it's blast off, blast off
And she pop a molly and it's blast off, blast off
Throw it in her mouth and she blast off, blast off
T-t-t-t-take off
K-k-k-k-tweakin
T-t-t-t-take off
K-k-k-k-tweakin
I'm a die wit my bitch
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Writer(s): Julian Stankiewicz
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