Rockstar Flow E

Bitch think I'm a rockstar. Your bitch think I'm a Rockstar. Your bitch think I'm a rockstar. Rockstar. Blowing on a gas like a Rasta. Fuck around and I end up-Sliding with the Draco for my loud. Fucking with the gang, fuck around and you get Whacked. Three bands on his head sliding out the Vette. Ten shots at his head, cat, You get gacked. Bitches big guap and they love Nar. Higher than the fucking moon, I be seeing stars. In the Wraith, I got these bars in my Face. Know that I'm that nigga 'cause I been There since a jit. New Bentley drop top. Double cup, straight wok. Look at all these stones, I'm a rockstar. When I hop up on that stage, I'm a Rockstar. Still getting cash in like I crack rocks. In the belly of the beast, trust no one. Couple niggas dead and gone, ain't done nothing Wrong. Couple cousins down the road that can't see My show. Getting bands in for my family, Put that on my soul. Got all these bitches Flocking 'cause they see the glow. Stepping Givenchy, my fitteds expensive, these Niggas, they clown. I ride with the fire, talk About my diamonds, know that the nigga the don. Big booty bitch moving. Fake stone in his jewelry. Off a bean, I do it. Dead sober, still shoot. New Bentley drop top. Double cup, straight wok. Look at all these stones, I'm a rockstar. When I hop up on that stage, I'm a Rockstar. New Bentley drop top. Double cup, straight wok. Look at all these stones, I'm a rockstar. When I hop up on that stage, I'm a Rockstar.