Trapstar Rockstar lyrics

[Chorus]
Hoodrich, I got rich in the hood
Riding around with the bricks under the hood
f*cking your hoe and that pus*y good
Pistol on me, now I wish a n*gga would
Tom Fords on, I'm looking good
Go do a show right after I met my juug
Bands on me and I'm still in the hood
Your b*tch wanna f*ck 'cause she know that I'm hood
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar

[Verse 1]
Rockstar
Got a chopper, hold it like a guitar
Hoodrich swag way past par
Smoking weed at the cookie jar
Two hundred down on my foreign car
I f*cked that b*tch like a porn star
I'm on the bars and the lean, I'm on Mars
Strapped up, I don't need security guards
Whip it, whip it, whip the sh*t hard
All this sh*t dirty, it's looking like [?]
I don't want your b*tch, hell nah
Diamonds looking like a disco ball
I got that white and that brown, crisscross
Haters mad, got them p*ssed off
What you want, n*gga: a brick or raw?
You can come get it right now
[Chorus]
Hoodrich, I got rich in the hood
Riding around with the bricks under the hood
f*cking your hoe and that pus*y good
Pistol on me, now I wish a n*gga would
Tom Fords on, I'm looking good
Go do a show right after I met my juug
Bands on me and I'm still in the hood
Your b*tch wanna f*ck 'cause she know that I'm hood
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar

[Verse 2]
Hoodrich, they treat me like Elvis
You can keep that little b*tch, I ain't selfish
I got water on me and I sell fish
Red on the bottom, look devilish
I hit the trap up and I double it
I can cook up a brick with my left wrist
Quick Draw, wild wild westing
Send her a purple pickle through the message
I gotta work like the Mexican
Give me that brick and I'm stretching it
Pack touched down and I'm catching it
Trapping OG, I'm a veteran
Rockstar, trapstar ettiquette
Pour up a four of that medicine
I got my diamonds from Africa
Cook it in the kitchen, cheffing it
[Chorus]
Hoodrich, I got rich in the hood
Riding around with the bricks under the hood
f*cking your hoe and that pus*y good
Pistol on me, now I wish a n*gga would
Tom Fords on, I'm looking good
Go do a show right after I met my juug
Bands on me and I'm still in the hood
Your b*tch wanna f*ck 'cause she know that I'm hood
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar
Trapstar, rockstar