Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rockstar (Dappy Diss) , by - Scorcher. Release date: 20.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rockstar (Dappy Diss) |
| I don’t know when sniffing cocaine turned cool |
| Or watching your cousin give brain to a fool |
| But who am I to judge though |
| Man diss me, I tell him it’s all love though |
| Go and buy the single |
| Listen lickle rockstar playin' your guitar |
| With your likkle chainz on spraying like your hard |
| I was in the tint when I got the phone call |
| You was chillin' at the studio playing on the farm |
| You should have a patch on your eye, likkle pirate |
| No regrets video was looking like my ting |
| Everybody said it but I didn’t really mind it |
| Now I gotta shock a little nigga like lightening |
| On a bag of drugs ca' it make you feel bigger |
| Pale like a sheet sayin' you’re a real nigga |
| Bally on your face looking like a real killer |
| Reality check brudda, you’re a lead singer |
| Dappy you can buy as many friends as you want |
| You can be the richest in your ends if you want |
| But how you gon' chat bout chains tryna diss me |
| Running to your fans, what happened to you in Finchley |
| Me I’m in the ends with bruddas that ain’t rappers |
| Stick it in the pussy cause none of us ain’t faggots |
| I ain’t gonna lie, he’s a sucker that’s got talent |
| But he might die cause them brudda that’s got habits |
| I could just imagine Dappy picking up a whole key |
| Found dead at Wireless cause a dickhead OD’d |
| It’s so lame, tryna be Cobain |
| You’re a good yout', lay offa the cocaine |
| Bim bimmer, zim zimma, zag-a-zagi |
| You teef Beenie man style with your nana-ni |
| Go where with what chain, that’s a bag of lies |
| Unless you’re 20 man deep with a bag of knives |
| Fuck boy taking pics with your willy out |
| Ya like Earthworm Jim with a silly hat |
| Lead singer tryna act like a killer now |
| Big man ting, somebody sit him down |
| I don’t give a fuck what you pushed in the bank |
| You could have a mill, still look like a tramp |
| It’s like he had the lights off when he got dressed |
| How you rich, still looking like a hot mess |
| You ain’t ready for me brudda, go an' battle Lethal |
| Underground king, you could never be my equal |
| Your Tarzan shit 2 was deader than Evisu |
| Pussy ‘ole don’t ever say my name cause you feel too |
| I’m just talkin' out the tings I ain’t fakin' |
| Maybe I’m too real for the mainstream |
| He’s lying to himself saying that I’m hatin' |
| I guess that’s what happens when you make it |