Rockstar

(Chorus: Marz Drippy)
(Ak slung around me like an instrument)
Ak slung around me Like an instrument
Nigga I feel like a rockstar
Ain’t no bitch allowed in the spot
Unless they getting my cock hard
Nobody knows what I been through
Smoke the pain away my niggas know I’m scarred
It was the same bitches giving no play, topping us
They know who we are

(Marz Drippy)
Nigga I feel like a rockstar
No, I ain’t talking no GTA
Niggas got rich offa dem cards
Dem TD, chevy, and BOA’s
Keep shit 50+50 with me
How many pray on yo downfall?
Many men like 50 with me
Das why I can’t be around ya
Like my bitches with brown skin
Nah I can’t fuck with no Blonde hoe
Cut a bitch nigga like Jason
Leave a nigga on John doe
Perc’ll Dime a nigga up
Keep a 9 on him like Rondo
She gave me top in a backseat
Bad bitch Marilyn Monroe
She said she from the islands
We down in Turks and Caicos
Moving like a big stepper
My niggas on go if I say go
Shoot a nigga like Thompson
Hold that guitar like a Draco
You niggas ain’t on timing
Rolling ya up with the fonto

(Charisma)
Tryna touch my mans now you lying dead
Pussy now welcome to lion’s den
They done jumped my mans
Now they hiding feds
But my niggas is shooting if Simon says
Issa GDM thing we the whole gang
Niggas Pullin like curry no close range
Was feeling conflicted
But shawty addicted
She thinking of calling me cocaine
Man you thinking it’s gas when it’s propane
I'm wit Percy he swerving like four lanes
Niggas thinking it’s lit it’s a whole game
Cristian load up the bit you a whole stain
I ain't a killer yet, but if a nigga try me
Issa close case, when I catch a homi
Love my friends, fam, and the chick aside me
Swear to god I love my nigga Kwame
Come & take an L it’s a death note
Drippy on my right
Mel on left hoe
Torrey slice a nigga then it’s star wars
If Ace dropping down then we draw 4
All this talking shit, ain’t no guns yet?
Nigga coughing blood from his lungs yet?
Nigga shaky still? He ain’t run yet?
It’s a dark day whenever son set
I ain't done yet
Steph here that’s Dominicano
Nigga too lit when he hit a bottle
And Christopher looking like he hit the lotto
That's my brother too, new Aristotle
Ice winning too, but that’s regular
George coming through it’s looking federal
Douley on the track it’s a better flow
Don’t let him catch a nigga in his reticle

(Douley Productions)
Niggas is zombies
But I will pop a smith and Wesson and become a legend and niggas won’t find me
Finna Get low after I pop a hoe finna get low with my bonnie
In the trap you got turtle looking bitches smoking purple call em Donnie
That’s Gdm they right behind me
(Gang gang gang)
Got one in the chamber, that’s 1 and 1 just like a free throw, I put the pressure on ya plate
If you gon shoot don’t miss me Cause drippy and Chrissy gon pop out the cut like a blade
Finna get busy And roll thru the city get litty and crashing niggas in our way
She got a pretty face, walking my way
Slim waist
With an ass like jade
Ya niggas think it’s a game bitch we insane we keep the ice in our veins
Able to kill like we Cain, then catch a stain
We keep the ice in our veins
Growing up In my house I seen pain
Like Tyler perry
On god it was scary
You look in the mirror
You fixing your hair
Say her name in three’s
There go, Bloody Mary

(Chorus 2x)