Rockstar Lifestyle

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Like, back when niggas ain't have nothin'

And all these hoes just fuckin' for fun, no way they like

Now this shit different, yuh

I'm 'bout to drop the ceilin', yeah

I'm 'bout to drop my album, I'm 'bout to kill 'em

Lil' bitch, I say whatever I want, I ain't got no filter

If I bought her ass and titties, huh, huh, then I built her, yeah, yeah

Yeah, I built her

I been sippin' codeine, don't give no fucks about my liver

Pass that cup, pour me up

Rockstar lifestyle, yeah, I been off these drugs

Rockstar lifestyle, yeah, she don't give no fucks

I just flew yo' bitch out to India

I'm so high, rеd, huh, huh, this ain't no Indica

Like a wrestler, I'm 'bout to hit this bitch with my finishеr

Fatality, Mortal Kombat, yeah, I'm endin' her

Huh, huh, pull out track, huh, huh, quarterback

Huh, huh, put it on the floor, I need more of that, yeah, yeah

You lookin' for me, bitch, I'm posted in the cul-de-sac

Yeah, yeah, cul-de-sac, yeah, yeah

Swipe shit, pipe shit

Real rockstar, that my type, bih

Opium aesthetic, yeah, type shit

VVS diamonds on my right wrist, and my left

Carats in my ear, no I can't hear shit, yeah, I'm deaf

You can ask my partners, I been poppin' shit since I was twelve

I got pounds 'bout to land, ayy, keep ya eyes on the mail

I'm Ken Carson, I'm bigger than the law, I ain't goin' back to jail, yeah, yeah

Fuck 12, yeah, yeah

I ain't leavin' no evidence cause the stick came with a shell catcher

If my partner flip yo' shit, then I'm payin' that lil' bail, yeah, yeah

She took off all her clothes 'cause she say, "It's hot as hell in here"

Balenciaga, steroid boots, I could step on the whole town

If you talkin' down, I can get you spun right now

Ain't no bitch fucking with my bitch, and that's hands down

Every time I look up she be making TikToks to my sound

I mean TikToks to my song, I feel like I'm Drake, bitch I'm so far gone

I pulled up with that drac and that boy never made it home

These niggas don't be for real, they need to leave me alone, 'cause I step on shit

Imma sweat, New Zealand, Sweden, yeah, I had dirty piss

Buyin' every switch, on that bitch, this some dirty sticks

I was fuckin' on a M.I.L.F, she was thirty-six

I don't really shop at Kith, I be in Soho

I'm flexin' on my bitch, sometimes you gotta let a hoe know

I told the label I'm lit, fuck it I don't need no promo

Super Saiyan, yeah, while I'm diff, I'm in go mode

Upside down cross beside my neck, but I ain't ever sell my soul