Rockstar Business

[Intro]
(Damn Draco, you made this?)
(Lil' Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)

[Chorus]
Been tryna do right, but every day, feel like I'm doin' wrong (Fuck)
One milli' up, two milli' up, three milli' up
I might turn my new ho up on the first night, ain't let me fuck
I might go and wrap my Hellcat baby blue for my lil' brother (Brother)
I bought everything I wanted, I think I want me a daughter
New ride i8, touch the floor, I get too fried for a show up
Micro Drakey by my liver, he get did just like that boy
I drop fours in my cream soda, all day, I'm really loaded

[Verse]
MVP, I never got no fuckin' ring and I don't want it (Ain't want it)
Ain't sip no drink in like six months, but in the studio, I want it
My new bitch so fuckin' bad, her IG pics give me a boner
She ain't tryna fuck on cam, she say her last dude tried to expose her
Hit the road with me, I'm tourin', where you at? You know I miss you
On FaceTime, I give you kisses, wishin' you could eat my pickle (Fuck)
My money, it come first and everything else in the middle
Left and right hundreds and fifties, shit look like a pack of Skittles
Every show, I got a blick, I'm on stage with 10 milli' pistols
We can bang it out, they don't wan' bang it out, don't want war with us
I got pretty shit from the South, all my main hoes be from Philly
I been outside since a kid with a hightop totin' four-nickies (Damn)
Know we turn up the bity, still ridin' strikers through the city
I got eyes on him, he sittin', lil' bro bail out, get to blickin' (Brrt)
I know I can't love no thotty, but this lil' ho put her thing on me
But I shake back, I think like to myself, "Like, bro, you trippin'"
I can't love you ho, you silly, you just want me for my chicken
Land in Philly, bitch, I'm bippin', switch my numbers, I can't kick it
Coffee cup, but ain't nothin' in it, I got Tris on top of Trishin'
I low-key don't shop at Lenox, all my clothes, they get delivered

[Chorus]
Been tryna do right, but every day, feel like I'm doin' wrong (Fuck)
One milli' up, two milli' up, three milli' up
I might turn my new ho up on the first night, ain't let me fuck
I might go and wrap my Hellcat baby blue for my lil' brother (Brother)
I bought everything I wanted, I think I want me a daughter
New ride i8, touch the floor, I get too fried for a show up
Micro Drakey by my liver, he get did just like that boy
I drop fours in my cream soda, all day, I'm really loaded