Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rockstar , by - Rockstar. Release date: 25.12.2019
Song language: English
Rockstar |
| Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies, |
| Man, I feel just like a rockstar. |
| Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas, |
| And they always be smokin' like a rasta. |
| Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi |
| And show up, man, them the shottas. |
| When my homies pull up on your block, |
| They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta! |
| Ayy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in black, |
| I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott". |
| Ayy, close that door, we blowin' smoke, |
| She ask me light a fire like I'm Morrison. |
| Ayy, act a fool on stage, |
| Prolly leave my fuckin' show in a cop car. |
| Ayy, shit was legendary, |
| Threw a TV out the window of the Montage. |
| It's cocaine on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a damn, |
| Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in, |
| Sayin', "I'm with the band!" |
| Ayy, ayy, now she actin' outta pocket, |
| Tryna grab up on my pants, |
| Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man, |
| And they all brought a friend, |
| Yeah, ayy! |
| Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies, |
| Man, I feel just like a rockstar. |
| Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas, |
| And they always be smokin' like a rasta. |
| Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi |
| And show up, man, them the shottas. |
| When my homies pull up on your block, |
| They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta! |
| I've been in the Hills fuckin superstars, feelin like a popstar. |
| Drankin Henny, bad bitches jumpin in the pool |
| And they ain't got on no bra. |
| Hit her from the back, pullin on her tracks, |
| And now she screamin out, "¡No más!" |
| They like, "Savage, why you got a 12 car garage and you only got 6 cars?" |
| I ain't with the cakin, how you kiss that? |
| Your wifey say I'm lookin like a whole snack, |
| Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks, |
| L.A. bitches always askin, "Where the coke at?" |
| Livin like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car, |
| Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard, |
| I done made the hot chart, 'member I used to trap hard, |
| Livin like a rockstar, I'm livin like a rockstar. |
| Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies, |
| Man, I feel just like a rockstar. |
| Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas, |
| And they always be smokin' like a rasta. |
| Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi |
| And show up, man, them the shottas. |
| When my homies pull up on your block, |
| They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta! |
| Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star, |
| Rockstar |
| Rockstar, feel just like a rock... |
| Rockstar, |
| Rockstar, |
| Rockstar, |
| Feel just like a... |