Rockstar living lyrics

by

Yeat


[Intro: Yeat]
(In the Arena!)
(2sided goin' crazy) (Go)
(Ayy, CGM, f*ck going on?) (Yeah) (Go)
(Go, yeah)

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah, I'm a rockstar living (I'm a rockstar—, rockstar) (Go, go, let's go)
(Hmm, go, go)
This that rockstar living (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All these opiates in my system
I stayed on that f*ck sh*t, finna go smash your sister (Yeah, let's go)
I'm a rockstar living

[Verse 1: Yeat]
Your lil' b*tch she ain't for you, she for the streets, she make the bands talk (What)
Whole lotta bands, whole lotta tags (Whole lotta tags)
Do my dance when I get these racks (Racks, racks)
When I first go touch that M, then this sh*t wraps
I can't trust that sh*t, I can't trust that sh*t, had to double back (Yeah)
And my exes mad, I've been getting that bag, but changed on them
I don't know who the f*ck you think we are, but none of us is your friend (Nah)
I'm right there where the TVs are, can't even give them a chance
Test yo' luck (Yeah), throw it up (Up)
All these rackies on me, we don't give no f*ck (Yeah)
Ridin' round with blicks, and inside the blicks, in the truck (Buh, buh, buh)
Ridin' round in that big ol' sh*t (Tuh), Tonka truck (Truck)
I've just been on alien vibe (Hmm)
When I sleep, when I open, I can't trust nobody at all (Ha)
They get [?], Draco left 'em open, he don't have no jaw
Shark teeth, how they bite my swag, how they bite my style?
Half a perky, my cup filled with Tris', now I'm noddin' off (Off)
Catch your sh*t, they gon' slime the kid, they gon' slime you out
Stop sayin' sh*t that you don't really mean, they gon' find you out (Out)
How it feel to have half a million followers, and zero in your account? (Broke) (Yeah)
[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah (Yeah), I'm a rockstar living (I'm a rockstar—, rockstar) (Go, go, let's go)
(Hmm, go, go)
This that rockstar living (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All these opiates in my system
I stayed on that f*ck sh*t, finna go smash your sister (Yeah, let's go)
I'm a rockstar living

[Verse 2: SeptembersRich & Yeat]
We some rockstar livers (Rockstar)
All this syrup in our livers (Wock')
I was kickin' it with your b*tch and then I flipped her (Flipped that b*tch)
And my b*tch ain't gonna say sh*t 'cause I'm rich (Rich as f*ck)
I put a milli' on my wrist now it's a Richard (Rich')
I got this ice on, ice on, ice on, we in a blizzard (Blizzard, blizzard)
I'm in this Maybach, with your bizzy (With your b*tch)
On this Oxy, I'm laid back, f*ck with her face out, I'm not tippin' (Not tippin' sh*t)
Whole lotta racks, whole lotta bags, whole lotta racks (Err)
Goin' too fast, look at this dash, I might crash
I'm on oxy today, oxy today, oxy today, oxy all day
Oxy today, oxy today, oxy today, oxy all day

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah (Yeah), I'm a rockstar living (I'm a rockstar—, rockstar) (Go, go, let's go)
(Hmm, go, go)
This that rockstar living (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All these opiates in my system
I stayed on that f*ck sh*t, finna go smash your sister (Yeah, let's go)
I'm a rockstar living
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