Rockstar Status

Rockstar shit, yeah, I gotta stay high Rockstar shit, yeah, I'm up in the sky Love is a bitch, yeah, it shoot you in the eye Rockstar shit, yeah, I gotta stay fly Rockstar shit, yeah, I'm up in the sky Love is a bitch, yeah, shoot you in the eye Rockstar shit, yeah, rockstar status Pussy ass boy, yeah, he don't want no static In my city, yea la bitch, yeah, I got status You add it up, then multiply, yeah, that's that mathematics Takin' all these drugs, but no, I'm not a addict I just ran my cash up might hide it in a attic She callin' me papi, but no, I'm not her daddy Stealin' my swag boi I should be your papi When I run that money up, just might cop me a caddy Are you really down to ride? Girl, like a caddy I'm fly like Aladdin, yeah, like Aladdin That boy cannot f*ck with me, he gon' need a ladder Pissin' all over the hell, fire flames like a bladder Run it up, add it up, it really do not matter I'm a smooth boy, yeah, moves like Jagger Pill pop shorty, yeah, I'm a chick magnet I gotta keep going, yeah, no, I cannot stay stagnant These dudes really be some clowns, ooh, it is so tragic Watch how I run that money up, yeah, like magic I be ballin' on these lil' boys, call me Johnson Magic Where I'm from, yeah, uh, you gotta keep it automatic Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, automatic I be runnin' to the bank, you can tell by the way I been laughin' That boy actin' like he want da smoke, it's gon' be a tragic A tragic A tragic