Drama B, Moistrus - Rockstar lyrics

[Drama B, Moistrus - Rockstar lyrics]

Woo ey, I pull up, pull up, pull up, ey, ey
Ooh, woo

Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car
With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop
Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar?
This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock
My Glock told me to promise
You gon' squeeze me-e
You better let me go the day you need me
Soon as you up me on that nigga
Get to bustin'
And if I ain't enough, go get the chop

It's safe to say I earned it
Ain't nobody gave me nothin', no
I'm ready to hop out on a nigga
Get to bustin'
Know you heard me say, "You play
You lay" don't make me push the button
Full of pain, dropped enough tears to fill


Up a fuckin' bucket

Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar?
This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock
My Glock told me to promise
You gon' squeeze me-e
You better let me go the day you need me
Soon as you up me on that nigga
Get to bustin'
And if I ain't enough, go get the chop

Goin' for buckets, I bought a chopper
I got a big drum, it hold a hundred
Ain't goin' for nothin'
I'm ready to air it out on all these niggas
I can see 'em runnin'
Just talked to my mama
She hit me on FaceTime just to check
Up on me and my brothers
I'm really the baby
She know that her youngest son was
Always guaranteed to get the money
(Okay, let's go)
She know that her baby boy was
Always guaranteed to get the loot
She know what I do, she know
'fore I run from a nigga
I'ma pull it out and shoot
PTSD, I'm always waking up in cold
Sweats like I got the flu my daughter a G
She saw me kill a nigga in front
Of her before the age of two

This a Lamborghini not a cop car, ou
Sometimes I'm just feeling like a rockstar
Ou this a Lamborghini, ain't no cop car
You ever seen a real nigga rockstar?

Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car
With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop
Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar?
This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock
My Glock told me to promise
You gon' squeeze me-e
You better let me go the day you need me
Soon as you up me on that nigga
Get to bustin'
And if I ain't enough, go get the chop

Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar?
This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock
My Glock told me to promise
You gon' squeeze me-e
You better let me go the day you need me
Soon as you up me on that nigga
Get to bustin'
And if I ain't enough, go get the chop

Keep a Glocky when I ride in the Suburban
'Cause the codeine had a
Young nigga swervin' i got the mop
Watch me wash 'em like detergent
And I'm ballin'
That's why these diamonds on my shirt
Slide on opps' side and flip
The block back, oh, oh, oh
My junior popped him and left him lopsided
Oh yeah we spin his block, got the rebound
Dennis Rodman
Fool me one time, you can't cross me again
Twelve hundred horsepower
I get lost in the wind
If he talkin' on the yard
The pen' dogs'll take his chin
Maybach SUV for my refugees
Buy blocks in the hood
Put money in the streets
I was solo when the opps caught
Me at the gas station
Had it on me, thirty thousand
Thought it was my last day
But they ain't even want no smoke
If I had to choose it, murder what she wrote

Keep a Glocky when I ride in the Suburban
'Cause the codeine had a
Young nigga swervin' i got the mop
Watch me wash 'em like detergent
And I'm ballin'
That's why it's diamonds on my jersey
My Glock told me to promise
You gon' squeeze me-e
You better let me go the day you need me
Soon as you up me on that nigga
Get to bustin'
And if I ain't enough, go get the chop

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