[Intro: tana]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: tana]
Know these niggas scared (Yeah, I know these niggas scared)
Send the addy, guarantee you gon' see cubans there
See this jacket? Bitch, it's huge, it's that Moncleezy-cler
(Yeah)
[Chorus: tana]
Rockstar, huh
Rockstar, huh (Motherfuckin' rockstar)
Rich nigga, I eat steak and pasta
Blonde locs, lil' bitch, I'm a rockstar
Ex bitch took my heart, so I had bossed up
Talk down, then my niggas pop up (My niggas)
Shoot your block up, nigga, fah-fah-fah-fah (Fah-fah-fah)
187, he gon' need a fuckin' doctor (He gon' need, ha-ha-ha-ha)
(He gon' need a fuckin' doctor)
[Verse 2: tana]
Run up on me, you gon' meet the yoppa (Woah)
Grrah-tah-tah-tah, grrah-tah-tah-tah
And the gun sounds make a nigga holler
And them gun rounds take your ass to Allah
[Verse 3: Lancey Foux]
(Woo)
Count it on a stopwatch, uh
Hundred-fifty thousand on a stopwatch, huh
Touch down, it was helicopter
Clutch down, it was soft top
Uh, everything they arе, I am so not
Uh-huh, blood diamond buyer, but we sold rock
Okay, Benjamin Zеphaniah, I could write a book (Mm-hmm)
See inside her eyes, it was one look
[Chorus: tana]
Rockstar, huh
Rockstar, huh (Motherfuckin' rockstar)
Rich nigga, I eat steak and pasta
Blonde locs, lil' bitch, I'm a rockstar
Ex bitch took my heart, so I had bossed up
Talk down, then my niggas pop up (My niggas)
Shoot your block up, nigga, fah-fah-fah-fah (Fah-fah-fah)
187, he gon' need a fuckin' doctor (He gon' need, ha-ha-ha-ha)
(He gon' need a fuckin' doctor)
[Outro: tana]
Run up on me, nigga, woah
Grrah-tah-tah-tah
Make a nigga holler
And them gun rounds take your ass to Allah
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