Rockstar lyrics

[Intro: Hi-C]
Pull her heartstrings like a harp
Rocking out hard
She know that my swag off the charts
She want me to hit it out the park (Hi-C)
She want me to f*ck her so hard
But she not up to par

[Intro: Hi-C]
yung hi c, man
Real Rockstar Gang, man, Rock Out Gang, man (I'm a rockstar, hello, hello)
Blood Rain Boys, man (Hello)
Just got off the plane in Tokyo, n*gga
Gonna f*ck these Japanese hoes, gang sh*t (Baby girl, I'm a rockstar)
Baby girl, I'm a rockstar (Yeah)
Baby girl, I'm a rockstar (Baby girl), I'm a rockstar
Baby girl, I'm a rockstar (Yeah)
Baby girl, I'm a rockstar (Heaven or Hell, let's rock), yeah

[Verse 1: Hi-C & Diamondsonmydi*k]
Baby girl, I'm a rockstar (Yeah)
I'm in LA and I'm sipping Wockhardt (Sipping Wockhardt)
Who can rock out like we are? (Yeah)
Breaking girls' hearts (Yeah)
Pull her heartstrings like a guitar
Pull her heartstrings like a harp
Rocking out hard
She know that my swag off the charts
She want me to hit it out the park (Hi-C)
She want me to f*ck her so hard
But she not up to par
Okay, baby girl, don't start
Pockets extra large (Large)
b*tch, your n*gga broke, he look starved
Baby, my cup so dark (So dark)
Hand me my cup, I'm parched (Parched)
Throwed like a dart
She want me to f*ck so hard
On a molly shard
Swam in your ho like a shark
These lil' b*tch n*ggas all bark
Stomp his ass out (Yeah)
Stomp him out, that's gon' leave a mark
Rockstar life, baby girl, that's what I'm on
Chanel with the rhinestones
Hoes in different timezones
Smoking gas, I'm stoned
Drugs had my mind gone
In a SRT doing donuts like a cyclone
Baby brought her friend, said they wanna have a three-way (Have a three-way)
Kingdom Hearts, sniffing cocaine off the Keyblade (Off the Keyblade)
I was down bad smoking Xan' blunts in my PJ's (I was down bad)
Now I got these girls going wild when I hit the stage (Yeah, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch)
[Verse 2: Diamondsonmydi*k]
Pretty Boy Goon, top speed, almost spilled the blood
Tiny ass jeans, horseshoes on the back of 'em
Vampire b*tch giving neck in Reptilian Club
Pretty Demon Gang, cast a spell, now she wanna f*ck (Slatt)
Demons in the cut, all black, ready to shoot 'em up (Slatt)
Pretty Boy Goon dressed up, Trueyed to the floor
Vampire Gang, bite her neck 'cause I need some more (Yeah, yeah, b*tch)
Mix her blood with lean, got that sh*t coming out my pores
No shirt, tats with the Glock, we can go to war (Yeah)
Smoking OG gas, b*tch, my blunt look just like a sword (b*tch)
Pulled up to the crib not tryna f*ck, what you come here for?
I been lonely, cast a love spell when I get bored (b*tch)
Rock out, yeah, b*tch, let's rock out (Yeah)
Rock out with my c*ck out (b*tch)
You ain't 'bout guap, what you talking 'bout? (Go, go)
I need bands, f*ck clout
Pretty Boy Goon, b*tch, open your mouth, yeah
I got red eyes
Pretty Boy Goon, b*tch, you's a small fry (b*tch, b*tch, yeah)
RCB, yeah, you know that's mob ties (b*tch, slatt, slatt, slatt)

[Verse 3: Cartier God]
Come out to the car, she know what I want
I'ma make her c*m, got demon fuel
I'ma make you puke, I see you on the floor
I'm diving in the crowd, I got out all my gold
'Cause I'm a rockstar, demons [?] in the morn
If I cast a spell I'ma take you to hell