Juice WRLD - Status (Rockstar Status) lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD - Status Rockstar Status lyrics]
Run up on me, you don't want no static
Fuck nigga, yeah, it could get tragic
Make a nigga disappear like magic
Gun like abra-kadabra, yeah
My choppa like Lenny Kravitz, yeah
My bullets look like guitar chords
Hand on my gun, I'ma tool boy
I'ma shoot first, I'ma rude boy
40 gon' jerk like a New Boy
I'm gettin' tired of these new boys
Wait, I am a new boy, huh
Feel like a vet but I'm fresh like a rookie
I'm fucking your bitch
Yeah I'm up in em cookies
This bitch came from Jersey
She thick call her Snookie
Uh huh, uh huh, I put a brick on my arm
Cursed diamonds on me, that’s a charm
Big 40 on me, I'm armed uh huh, uh huh
That bitch ridе dick like a car
I turn yo' hoe to a star
Tape hеr like a VCR
Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic
Run up on me, you don't want no static
Fuck nigga, yeah, it could get tragic
Make a nigga disappear like magic
Gun like abra-kadabra, yeah
My choppa like Lenny Kravitz, yeah
My bullets look like guitar chords