Rockstar

I been fucking hoes and popping pillies, man, I feel just like a rockstar

All my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like a Rasta

Fucking 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 "Grah-ta-ta-ta"

Switch my whip, came "Back in Black," I'm starting saying, "Rest in peace to Bon Scott"

Close that door, we blowing smoke, she ask me, "Light a fire," like I'm Morrison

Act a fool on stage, prolly leave my fucking show in a cop car

Shit was legendary, threw a TV out the window of the Montage

I been fucking hoes and popping pillies, man, I feel just like a rockstar

I been fucking hoes and popping pillies, man, I feel just like a rockstar

All my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like a Rasta

Fucking 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 "Grah-ta-ta-ta"

Switch my whip, came "Back in Black," I'm starting saying, "Rest in peace to Bon Scott"

Close that door, we blowing smoke, she ask me, "Light a fire," like I'm Morrison

Act a fool on stage, prolly leave my fucking show in a cop car

Shit was legendary, threw a TV out the window of the Montage

I been fucking hoes and popping pillies, man, I feel just like a rockstar