Rockie Fresh, Casey Veggies - Young Rockstars lyrics

Yeah

Rockstar, I really need me
A band or something she look good but I'm
Thinking 'bout fuckin' her friend or
Something
She wanna come get with a fly nigga
But right now she buggin'
Don't hit my line right now, I'm
Too turnt up, i'm hustlin'
Yeah, you picked the wrong
Time for discussions
I beat it up like percussion
Coop too fast, get dusty
Smelling like my kush, musty
Shawty she saying she love me
Bitch or the money sunny
I got the shine through the rain
I'ma go hard to the paint
Since I been getting this bag bitches
Don't treat me the same


They want me stuck stage
But I can't do minimum wage
A youngin been working for days
They gotta give me a raise

Came from the bottom and rose
I know that shit gon' explode
My new chick just came out of Vogue
I threw Chanel on her toes
Little baby she bad and she bold
I just got a check and so big
That I'm going out of control
I'm copping diamonds and gold
I threw some tree in the leaf
It's starting to look like a reef
It is not Christmas but bitch I'm gifted
You caught in the presence of me
All this ice all on my wrist
I could've went and bought me a Jeep
No time for the games
You know we playing playing for keeps
Real LA nigga when it comes to the politics
You don't want problems with me
Yeah I heard you been paying young
Niggas to get it done
My niggas slide it for free
If they keep swerving all up in my lane
I'ma charge a Monopoly fee
Yeah they finessed you when you pulled up
When I came through I got it for cheap

Rockstar, I really need me
A band or something
She look good but I'm thinking 'bout
Fuckin' her friend or something
She wanna come get with a fly
Nigga but right now she buggin'
Don't hit my line right now
I'm too turnt up, i'm hustlin'
Yeah, you picked the wrong
Time for discussions
I beat it up like percussion
Coop too fast, get dusty
Smelling like my kush, musty
Shawty she saying she love me
Bitch or the money sunny
I got the shine through the rain
I'ma go hard to the paint
Since I been getting this bag bitches
Don't treat me the same
They want me stuck stage
But I can't do minimum wage
A youngin been working for days, they
Gotta give me a raise, yeah

I got some shit that's been weighing my back
(What's that?)
Yeah, all of these bitches wanna fuck with
A boss but they get too attached
Yeah, Rockie my nigga, I feel you
These lil hoes need to relax
Yeah, told her ain't no coming back when
She hop in the black on black
Yeah, Bimmers back to back
We had to switch to the white
Got your main bitch breaking her neck when
She see me at the light
We been humble for too long
Now we just upping the price
Me, Young Veggies, four of these hoes
It's looking like one of them nights
Yeah, nights
It's looking like one of them nights
If I get some diamonds they bright
Why your shit don't hit in the light
I might fuck with her for the night
And then put her straight on a flight
I was down then, I took flight
I don't see no haters in sight, yeah

Rockstar, I really need me
A band or something
She look good but I'm thinking 'bout
Fuckin' her friend or something
She wanna come get with a fly
Nigga but right now she buggin'
Don't hit my line right now
I'm too turnt up, i'm hustlin'
Yeah, you picked the wrong
Time for discussions
I beat it up like percussion
Coop too fast, get dusty
Smelling like my kush, musty
Shawty she saying she love me
Bitch or the money sunny
I got the shine through the rain
I'ma go hard to the paint
Since I been getting this bag bitches
Don't treat me the same
They want me stuck stage
But I can't do minimum wage
A youngin been working for days
They gotta give me a raise