Rockstar Songtext
von Homixide Gang
Rockstar Songtext
Jump out the porch when I was fifteen
Beat a nigga ass, I was sixteen
Glock 17 when I was seventeen
Run off on blood when I was eighteen
Nineteen had Venmo
Twenty, bro had them loads
Now we rockstar trappin′ these hoes
I'm in this bitch with a mop
I′m with lil' Beno he keepin' them on
I′m with lil′ Meechie we spinnin' the block
Drop ten bands, yeah I′m spending a lot
I'll never sell my soul, but I′ll sell a ho before I do her (On god!)
I'm in the back of the trap with all these sticks
Yeah, all these tools
I′m with the hammer, back of the Phantom like Tony Montana
Hop in this bitch like I'm Tony Montana
Back and forth, LA to Atlanta
Ricks on me, not Alexander (Blatt, blatt)
Jump out the porch when I was fifteen
Beat a nigga ass, I was sixteen
Glock 17 when I was seventeen
Run off on blood when I was eighteen
Nineteen had Venmo
Twenty, bro had them loads
Now we rockstar trappin' these hoes
We took off with them loads
Had to get snotty with the bros
He knew that we got him, ain′t even call the phone
Take a trip with my bitch, spend a dime on clothes
Lil He77 and Lil′ Beno we ready to rock out
Got gang in this bitch, and some sittin' outside
Got thirties on Glocks, and got hella guitars
Yeah we stop off the lot for them times it was hard
Jump out the porch when I was fifteen
Beat a nigga ass, I was sixteen
Glock 17 when I was seventeen
Run off on blood when I was eighteen
Nineteen had Venmo
Twenty, bro had them loads
Now we rockstar trappin′ these hoes
Beat a nigga ass, I was sixteen
Glock 17 when I was seventeen
Run off on blood when I was eighteen
Nineteen had Venmo
Twenty, bro had them loads
Now we rockstar trappin′ these hoes
I'm in this bitch with a mop
I′m with lil' Beno he keepin' them on
I′m with lil′ Meechie we spinnin' the block
Drop ten bands, yeah I′m spending a lot
I'll never sell my soul, but I′ll sell a ho before I do her (On god!)
I'm in the back of the trap with all these sticks
Yeah, all these tools
I′m with the hammer, back of the Phantom like Tony Montana
Hop in this bitch like I'm Tony Montana
Back and forth, LA to Atlanta
Ricks on me, not Alexander (Blatt, blatt)
Jump out the porch when I was fifteen
Beat a nigga ass, I was sixteen
Glock 17 when I was seventeen
Run off on blood when I was eighteen
Nineteen had Venmo
Twenty, bro had them loads
Now we rockstar trappin' these hoes
We took off with them loads
Had to get snotty with the bros
He knew that we got him, ain′t even call the phone
Take a trip with my bitch, spend a dime on clothes
Lil He77 and Lil′ Beno we ready to rock out
Got gang in this bitch, and some sittin' outside
Got thirties on Glocks, and got hella guitars
Yeah we stop off the lot for them times it was hard
Jump out the porch when I was fifteen
Beat a nigga ass, I was sixteen
Glock 17 when I was seventeen
Run off on blood when I was eighteen
Nineteen had Venmo
Twenty, bro had them loads
Now we rockstar trappin′ these hoes
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