Текст песни Rockstar (feat. Hunter Keys) - Veronica Bravo

I've been fuckin' 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
Fuckin' 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 grra-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 fuckin' show in a cop car
Shit was legendary, threw a TV out the window of the Montage

Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a damn
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
Sayin', "I'm with the band", ay, ay, ay
Now she actin' outta pocket, tryna grab up on my pants
Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man
And they all brought a friend, yeah, ay

I've been fuckin' 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
Fuckin' 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 grra-ta-ta-ta

I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstars feelin' like a popstar
Drinkin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool and they ain't got on no bra
Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracks
And now she screamin' out, "No más!"
They like, "Savage, why you got a 12 car garage and you only got six cars?"

I ain't with the cakin', how you kiss that?
Your wifey say I'm lookin' like a whole snack
Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks
LA bitches always askin', "Where the coke at?"
Livin' like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard
I done made the hot chart, 'member I used to trap hard
Livin' like a rockstar, I'm livin' like a rockstar, ay

I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies, man, I feel just like a rockstar, ay
All my brothers got that gas and they always be smokin' like a Rasta
Fuckin' 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 grra-ta-ta-ta

Ay, yeah, ay
Rockstar
Rockstar, rockstar
Rockstar, rockstar
I feel just like
Feel just like