| High top socks with Gucci flips
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| Her ass fat, but is it real?
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| Stuff my jeans with nothin' but blue strips
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| And my pants Rockstar ripped (Yeah)
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| Keed talk to 'em
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| Rockstar, Rockstar (Yeah)
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| Rockstar, Rockstar, Rockstar (Yeah)
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| Rockstar skinnies, crushed up my pills (Rockstar)
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| I ain’t got a band, got bands in the ceil' (Rockstar)
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| My diamonds hit, you can tell they real (Rockstar, yeah)
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| Shit bitin' like Tyson on Holyfield (Bling)
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| Rockstar, Rockstar (Woah)
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| Rockstar, Rockstar, Rockstar
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| Have you ever fucked a superstar?
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| I’m a rockstar, I don’t need a guitar
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| When I hit the gas, my engine fart
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| Driving a spaceship, land on Mars
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| Came in the game, I was popping seals
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| I just approved another deal
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| Tip me over, this drip gon' spill
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| XO made me a cool ten mil'
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| I’m taking bets (Bets)
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| He sending threats, off with his neck (Yeah)
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| Get my respect, yeah
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| Fly to a check and hop on a jet
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| One man band
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| I made the beat, I want one hundred percent (No cap)
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| I be with slimes and I’m with Keed
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| And they gon' jump in the fans
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| High top socks with Gucci flips
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| Her ass fat, but is it real?
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| Stuff my jeans with nothin' but blue strips
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| And my pants Rockstar ripped (Yeah)
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| Keed talk to 'em
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| Rockstar, Rockstar (Yeah)
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| Rockstar, Rockstar, Rockstar (Yeah)
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| Rockstar skinnies, crushed up my pills (Rockstar)
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| I ain’t got a band, got bands in the ceil' (Rockstar)
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| My diamonds hit, you can tell they real (Rockstar, yeah)
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| Shit bitin' like Tyson on Holyfield (Bling)
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| Rockstar, Rockstar (Woah)
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| Rockstar, Rockstar, Rockstar
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| I’m goin' right in
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| Treat the pussy like a pool, go ahead and dive in
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| Baby, ain’t no top on the coupe, you can climb in
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| Yes, I hit the booty club, went and changed the climate
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| Ain’t no cappin', nigga
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| Rockstar cuts in my jeans
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| VVS diamonds came from Water by G
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| Truck not rented, it didn’t come with a lease
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| Get your ass whacked, give the shooters ten a piece
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| In a geeked out car, got a horse on the seat
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| Just got the drop on the man from his bitch
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| Nigga gettin' cheddar like a fuckin' Cheez-It
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| We was at Coachella with nothin' but bad bitches
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| Not McNabb, but I’m with NAV
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| High top socks with Gucci flips
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| Her ass fat, but is it real?
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| Stuff my jeans with nothin' but blue strips
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| And my pants Rockstar ripped (Yeah)
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| Keed talk to 'em
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| Rockstar, Rockstar (Yeah)
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| Rockstar, Rockstar, Rockstar (Yeah)
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| Rockstar skinnies, crushed up my pills (Rockstar)
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| I ain’t got a band, got bands in the ceil' (Rockstar)
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| My diamonds hit, you can tell they real (Rockstar, yeah)
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| Shit bitin' like Tyson on Holyfield (Bling)
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| Rockstar, Rockstar (Woah)
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| Rockstar, Rockstar, Rockstar |