Rockstar

Feeling like a rockstar You know I had to pole her Diamonds on my choker Really need to swerve you Don’t really wanna hurt you This drink I’m sipping purple Got me moving like a turtle Bitch I got that range But won’t pull up in a rover Bend that hoe right over Yea you know I had to pole her Flexing with these diamonds Now I’m feeling like a rockstar Rockstar no Popstar Better yet a trap star Bet I run off on em Like a motherfucking track star Had to do the dash So I skrt off in that fast car UnderRated nigga But i’m laughing at you critics Said I wouldn’t do it But guess what I went and did it All these bitches Tripping reminiscing In they feelings Talking bout “I want you back” Well I don’t want you bitches Racks stacked to the ceiling All blue but no crippin Told him if he want the smoke He can come and get it Got the laser on my blicky Dead shot ain’t no missing Pussyboy you better stop That talkin or you’ll end up missing Really need to swerve you Don’t really wanna hurt you This drink I’m sipping purple Got me moving like a turtle Bitch I got that range But won’t pull up in a rover Bend that hoe right over Yea you know I had to pole her Flexing with these diamonds Now I’m feeling like a rockstar Rockstar no Popstar Better yet a trap star Bet I run off on em Like a motherfucking track star Had to do the dash So I skrt off in that fast car Go head leave I don’t eeen care It’s too bad that We didn’t pair Don’t know why you Tried to play me Or leave me in some despair ItsLial the trending topic Best believe this shit not stopping Haters wanna see me flopping How with all this heat I’m dropping Thank you come again You should bring you friend You should bring your sister I heard she’s your twin Say she likes my grin So I said that she’s a 10 Once I get em to my room Best believe I’m going in Really need to swerve you Don’t really wanna hurt you This drink I’m sipping purple Got me moving like a turtle Bitch I got that range But won’t pull up in a rover Bend that hoe right over Yea you know I had to pole her Flexing with these diamonds Now I’m feeling like a rockstar Rockstar no Popstar Better yet a trap star Bet I run off on em Like a motherfucking track star Had to do the dash So I skrt off in that fast car