Rockstar!

(Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah)

Bitch I'm turnt up like a rockstar
Got a whole ounce put it in the jar
Getting high as fuck on the way to Mars
Real spaceship fuck a Tesla car

(Bitch come get me hard)
I been floating up all day and I'm not coming down
Told yo bitch my money funny my pockets is now
Put my money all together and it look like fucking crowds
I don't care bout what they saying don't hear a fucking sound

Catch ya playn with my money? Turn ta Dirty Dan
I Been getting high all day, I don't have no plans
He poppin 20 percs a day, ya need to get ya manz
You went to cop some more diors, I went to get some Banz

I been going way too hard I don't wanna take a L
He keep talking bout what the move throw them wishes down the well
I just ran into yo bitch she say she like the way i smell
He ain't tryna pay that money back then send that boy to hell

I can't trust these bitches cuz she always tellin lies (Yeah, yeah)
I can't trust these bitches she a demon in disguise (Yeah, yeah)
That bitch got hella miles call that pussy enterprise (Yeah, yeah)
Imma soul snatcher should've seen how I caught her eyes (Yeah, yeah)

Think I need some help get these demons out my head
Ion wanna talk unless you talking bout some bread yeah
Woke up way too high yeah I'm going back to bed
I say this like all the ducking time but hoe fuck what you said (Ayyyyy)

Bitch I'm turnt up like a rockstar
Got a whole ounce put it in the jar
Getting high as fuck on the way to Mars
Real spaceship fuck a Tesla car

(Bitch come get me hard)
I been floating up all day and I'm not coming down
Told yo bitch my money funny and my pockets is now
Put my money all together and it look like crowds
I don't care bout what they saying don't hear a fucking sound

Oh whats up with ya
You don't fuck with me nomo? yeah what's up with ya (Ayyy)
All Niggas fake asl I can't fuck with ya
If I see you out in public yeah it's up with ya

Yeah yeah
You not lit like this
You ain't high like this
You can't walk like this (No)
You can't swerve like this

Yeah yeah
You not lit like this
You ain't high like this
You can't walk like this (No)
You can't swerve like this

I cannot play with these racks
I have to flip me a stack
Shawty come give me some lids
Shawty want choke on my kids

Bitch I'm turnt up like a rockstar
Got a whole ounce put it in the jar
Getting high as fuck on the way to Mars
Real spaceship fuck a Tesla car

(Bitch come get me hard)
I been floating up all day and I'm not coming down
Told yo bitch my money funny my pockets running now
Put my money all together and it look like fucking crowds
I don't care bout what they saying don't hear a fucking sound

(Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah)



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Writer(s): Curtis Hardamon Iii
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