Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rolex Rockstar, artist - Guapdad 4000. Album song Dior Deposits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 24.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: TWNSHP
Song language: English
Rolex Rockstar |
| To a house from a room, I’m high like the moon |
| I gas up my dawg, these bitches be fleas |
| Niggas be weak, these haters be sleep |
| Don’t like me, it’s like you just fell asleep (Yeah) |
| Took off the hood and cut off the sleeves |
| No jacket, I’m whippin' the Hills in the Jeep (Uh-huh) |
| Big flex, no crib team, seein' things |
| Vivid dreams, red beams, and Hennesy (Hell, yeah) |
| Jealousy and envy be behind what these fake niggas be tellin' me |
| Yeah, they can smell the pee |
| You ain’t fuckin' with no average nigga, I got hella G’s |
| This ain’t no fettucine, I’m a Gonnovinis, you a normal noodle, nigga (Bitch) |
| Niggas got hella feelings, I got no time for a hormonal nigga |
| I just been runnin' with splitters |
| Camera swipers, intelligent lick hitters |
| I need that wrist glitter like Mariah Carey |
| Wanna sing when the light hit (Yeah) |
| I put on chinchilla, I’m a roll in the front like a big wheeler (Hey) |
| I’m the bust down rubber band villa, bitch still in Big Finnam, yeah |
| These niggas don’t want me to be great |
| (It's okay, it’s okay) |
| Nah, nah, it’s cool, dawg, it’s cool |
| These bitches don’t want me to be great |
| (It's okay, it’s okay, it’s okay) |
| These niggas don’t want me to be great (Yeah, ayy) |
| (It's okay, it’s okay) It’s cool, it’s cool, nigga |
| These bitches don’t want me to be great |
| It’s cool, ayy, don’t even trip |
| Ayy, ayy, ayy |
| Ayy, don’t even trip, I ain’t ever gon' slip |
| Keep talkin' that shit, punch you in your lip |
| I got all blue strips, think I’m bangin' Crip |
| But throw it up in there, and then we go to the crib |
| Smokin' on weed, stumble out of the V.I.P. |
| (Ayy) |
| I be on boss shit, you ain’t even 'bout shit |
| You see these VV’s and CDs, DVDs and VHS |
| You can take these nuts to your fuckin' mouth |
| Jumpin' around on this fuckin' couch (Yeah) |
| I got these diamonds through tears |
| Count every second, I been here for years |
| Gettin' money, I been here for eons |
| Muhfucker, you know what I be on |
| Take it to infinity and beyond |
| Back in the day, I was broke |
| But we ain’t worried 'bout that any more, ho |
| They don’t want me to be great |
| These niggas gon' hate |
| These bitches so fake |
| Still fuck 'em anyway (Ayy) |
| Then I throw the bitch away (Ayy) |
| Tell 'em get up out my way (Ayy) |
| I been doin' with the cake (Yeah, ayy) |
| These niggas don’t want me to be great |
| «Guap, ayy, Guap, tell these niggas"(It's okay, it’s okay) |
| These niggas don’t- |
| Man, get out the booth, nigga |
| (It's okay, it’s okay, it’s okay) |
| Now listen, bro, you did your thing, you spazzed |
| Why you spazzin'? |
| These niggas don’t want me to be great (Shit) |
| (It's okay, it’s okay) |
| These bitches don’t want me to be great (Shit) |
| (It's okay (Ahh), it’s okay, it’s okay) |
| These niggas don’t want me to be great |
| (It's okay, it’s okay) |
| These bitches don’t want me to be great |
| (It's okay, it’s okay, it’s okay) |
| Yeah, I pray for that-, I pray for your star |
| That your star was gonna shine brighter |
| The star that God gave you will shine brighter |
| So work hard for it, 'kay? |