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(Dang J.T.S., I don't even know about this one) Yeah, Yeah Big guns, big guns on god And I live that rockstar life, yuh She gon' dance, she like Mike, right there I'm so high, shit, but I'll be all right Give a f*ck 'bout living right, shit I'ma live my life, bitch I don't got no type, shit, but you can be my type shit Rockstar life shit, big guns no fighting Twins tote that pipe, shit, I strike just like lightning New racks, type shit Talking mansions Did I mention? I'm enlightened, I'm out of this dimension Yuh, she wanna f*ck, but I'm done with fuckin' fans, bitch Yeah, tote that pipe, yeah, that bitch be doing damage Yeah, hunnid racks, yeah, hunnid racks Brand new truck, big back, We spin first, go spin back Time froze, wrist flash Pockets fat like my bitch ass Walk into the bank, I be laughin' with my rich ass If you want some smoke, call my phone, we can get that Heard they took your twin, you ain't spin, where your get back? If it's 'bout my bread or my check, I'ma get that They like where you been, all that shit how you did that? Nigga, f*ck, yen, f*ck Jaydes Sippin' wok, purple like some Kool-Aid Yuh, what you want, tell that ho it's too late Yuh, I'm goin' up, tell them boys it's too late Big guns, big guns on god And I live that rockstar life, yuh She gon' dance, she like Mike, right there I'm so high, shit, but I'll be all right Give a f*ck 'bout living right, shit I'ma live my life, bitch I don't got no type, shit, but you can be my type shit Rockstar life shit, big guns no fighting Twins tote that pipe, shit, I strike just like lightning