Rockstars
Big body little jeep bitch
Large cat dont speak shit
Everybody trynna peep this
Always handy with the key switch
I got a couple my niggas they strong
We stand on front in the line never center
We cut the line and then fold it up
Making you square up in every condition get censored
You do not know me
I been fucking up proceeds
Cuz I'm quicker than most of these niggas my time is a trophy
Yall been playing like fools
Since I stopped giving fucks about the lowski
Nigga not browski put his name in a book on the top of a kill list
I been fucking with rich shit nobu ask whens my next vit
Tit for the tat on the big shit boom box for the chill shit
Fucking up a lil big spliff
All my niggas sell liquid
We been fucking up cash flow
Sedimentary rock stone
All my niggas is rockstars
All your niggas is soft tho
So we blast through that condo
Walls and holes made a combo
Bond got nine for that good tone
Shot eight times for your whole crew
Spun around with that nine cocked
Seven times round your whole block
Six for that thats a new school
Nine to five cant be my moves
Stay up out till like four ho
Got the insta for 3 hos
She two cool for that vlone
Got her sum of that dim sum
Gave her some of that dick tho
And she asking for new toes
Like I care about agriculture
She been telling me its hella moist
I been fucking with badder choices
Like the devil himself got hoist
Now I'm parked up in California
With these sweet dreams
Two lil brown tings
And she got her own crib my nigga
Feel like I'm living better ever
Spread the wealth and the cheddar cheddar
And that pussy aint never let up
So you know that I'm in there daily
Cuz this bitch she be going crazy
When I'm out there chains all hanging
New drop top tint mercedes
If I'm riding around your block
Either I'm lost or I found an opp
Cuz the haters all hella popped
So they walking up to the trap
Getting shot by an elevator
How this shit gonna lift you up
Ground you down like you meditating
Easy money just selling rock
If you think that the moneyll change me
Then you dont even know just watch
Cuz these niggas is hella jealous
How I come back and turn to villian
Yah niggas is hella jokes if you think that ill switch the most
Like I wont bring up all my niggas
Like they wont press on all the triggas
Like you dont even wanna know
Cool lil rock star
Watch your back or get popped off
I been rocking with ARs
Fuck yo shit nigga paid off
If you wanna go get slayed
Watch the drag this a big bomb
Turning niggas to bitches quick
Cross dressing like the salad switched
Get the chef and we hit his top
Cuz how the fuck is he cooking this
Fire you cuz you always late
If you think that you wont get laid
Cuz we stuck in that traffic nigga
When we get there some metal hitcha
And I aint thinking twice or flinchin
When you hearing that metal cock
I aint talking bout bitches wishes
I aint talking bout pants dropping
Only drop is your body hunchin
Hope the doctors hear nun from you
Hope we leavin you hella mute
You cant rap when your vocals scrunchin
Throw your wish at a star lil nigga
And you aint never on par lil nigga
We some real demon rockstars
Fuck with us getting dropped off
You aint nothing but dirt slob
Large cat dont speak shit
Everybody trynna peep this
Always handy with the key switch
I got a couple my niggas they strong
We stand on front in the line never center
We cut the line and then fold it up
Making you square up in every condition get censored
You do not know me
I been fucking up proceeds
Cuz I'm quicker than most of these niggas my time is a trophy
Yall been playing like fools
Since I stopped giving fucks about the lowski
Nigga not browski put his name in a book on the top of a kill list
I been fucking with rich shit nobu ask whens my next vit
Tit for the tat on the big shit boom box for the chill shit
Fucking up a lil big spliff
All my niggas sell liquid
We been fucking up cash flow
Sedimentary rock stone
All my niggas is rockstars
All your niggas is soft tho
So we blast through that condo
Walls and holes made a combo
Bond got nine for that good tone
Shot eight times for your whole crew
Spun around with that nine cocked
Seven times round your whole block
Six for that thats a new school
Nine to five cant be my moves
Stay up out till like four ho
Got the insta for 3 hos
She two cool for that vlone
Got her sum of that dim sum
Gave her some of that dick tho
And she asking for new toes
Like I care about agriculture
She been telling me its hella moist
I been fucking with badder choices
Like the devil himself got hoist
Now I'm parked up in California
With these sweet dreams
Two lil brown tings
And she got her own crib my nigga
Feel like I'm living better ever
Spread the wealth and the cheddar cheddar
And that pussy aint never let up
So you know that I'm in there daily
Cuz this bitch she be going crazy
When I'm out there chains all hanging
New drop top tint mercedes
If I'm riding around your block
Either I'm lost or I found an opp
Cuz the haters all hella popped
So they walking up to the trap
Getting shot by an elevator
How this shit gonna lift you up
Ground you down like you meditating
Easy money just selling rock
If you think that the moneyll change me
Then you dont even know just watch
Cuz these niggas is hella jealous
How I come back and turn to villian
Yah niggas is hella jokes if you think that ill switch the most
Like I wont bring up all my niggas
Like they wont press on all the triggas
Like you dont even wanna know
Cool lil rock star
Watch your back or get popped off
I been rocking with ARs
Fuck yo shit nigga paid off
If you wanna go get slayed
Watch the drag this a big bomb
Turning niggas to bitches quick
Cross dressing like the salad switched
Get the chef and we hit his top
Cuz how the fuck is he cooking this
Fire you cuz you always late
If you think that you wont get laid
Cuz we stuck in that traffic nigga
When we get there some metal hitcha
And I aint thinking twice or flinchin
When you hearing that metal cock
I aint talking bout bitches wishes
I aint talking bout pants dropping
Only drop is your body hunchin
Hope the doctors hear nun from you
Hope we leavin you hella mute
You cant rap when your vocals scrunchin
Throw your wish at a star lil nigga
And you aint never on par lil nigga
We some real demon rockstars
Fuck with us getting dropped off
You aint nothing but dirt slob
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Writer(s): Jabez Munoz-pujols
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