Rock Star

Rock Star - Halifa Kiz/Keylick/Junta

Lyrics by：Austin Poste

Composed by：Shayaa Bin Abraham-Joseph

I've been f**kin' hoes and poppin' pillies

Man I feel just like a rockstar

All my brothers got that gas

And they always be smokin' like a rasta

F**kin' 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 grrra-ta-ta-ta

Switch my whip came back in black

I'm startin' sayin' rest in peace to bon scott

Close that door we blowin' smoke

She ask me light a fire like I'm morrison

Act a fool on stage

Prolly leave my f**kin' show in a cop car

S**t was legendary

Threw a tv out the window of the montage

C*****e on the table liquor pourin'

Don't give a d**n

Dude your girlfriend is a groupie

She just tryna get in

Sayin' I'm with the band

Ayy ayyy now she actin' outta pocket

Tryna grab up from my pants

Hundred b***hes in my trailer say they ain't got a man

And they all brought a friend

Yeah ayy

Ayy I've been f**kin' hoes and poppin' pillies

Man I feel just like a rockstar

All my brothers got that gas

And they always be smokin' like a rasta

F**kin' 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 grrra-ta-ta-ta

Switch my whip came back in black

I'm startin' sayin' rest in peace to bon scott

Close that door we blowin' smoke

She ask me light a fire like I'm morrison

Act a fool on stage

Prolly leave my f**kin' show in a cop car

S**t was legendary

Threw a tv out the window of the montage

C*****e on the table liquor pourin'

Don't give a d**n

Dude your girlfriend is a groupie

She just tryna get in

Sayin' I'm with the band

Ayy ayy now she actin' outta pocket

Tryna grab up from my pants

Hundred b***hes in my trailer say they ain't got a man

And they all brought a friend

Yeah ayy

I've been f**kin' hoes and poppin' pillies

Man I feel just like a rockstar

All my brothers got that gas

And they always be smokin' like a rasta

F**kin' 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 grrra-ta-ta-ta

Switch my whip came back in black

I'm startin' sayin' rest in peace to bon scott