Rockstar (unreleased) lyrics

[Intro]
(If looks could kill I'd kill you)

[Chorus]
I'm a real rockstar when I come through. I'm come through, come through, pop my collar
She a real rockstar when she come through she gon pop her sh*t give a f*ck if a b*tch got a problem
These n*ggas ain't on sh*t; they real deal lame; they just some followers
I just keep getting paid every day. I keep on going. This sh*t here is awesome. She trying to lay with me
She trying to cuff me up, damn Mrs. Officer
I don't even talk too much. I don't even want to play
I ain't trying to talk to em; I bust my wrist down. If I hold my wrist up, I'm going to say too much

[Verse]
All my diamonds water faucet. All my b*tches got faucet pus*y. And she know to keep it gushy. She says I play too much; she says I'm pushing it; I don't even do no fronting; I just do the stunting/I go crazy
I got to put that double m&m on all of my Mercedes
Talking about Maybach Shawty saying layback, I'm like, ok. After she sucked me up, I said I'm hungry, and she said she just ate
Shine brighter than shooting stars
I'm a real big dog most of these n*ggas pups they can't even bark
I take the blunt, and I spark it
Most of my whips no key, push button, or start button
Baby, I'm the top floor boss, I'm the dark lord, yeah, you know, I'm the prince of darkness
I put that green beam on the bottom of my I'm hitting my target
I buy all my clothes from overseas, b*tch I don't shop at Target. I'm a long way from where I started
Rockstar these n*ggas here atari
I look good like a model; if looks could kill, then I'm Michael Myers. Yeah, sh*t, way too loud. I'm firing
My diamonds water fire hydrant early morning f*ck her for some hours
I smoke 41, not no sour dawg. (Yeah, yeah.) I
Got the power now
These n*ggas and these b*tches—uh, they so sour now. I got my head up when I drop my dreads, Ima shake my dreads
These n*ggas hiding, yeah, they scared because they know that they're all dead. (Yall n*ggas dead, bruh)
[Chorus]
I'm a real rockstar when I come through. I'm come through, come through, pop my collar. She's a real rockstar when she comes through; she gonna pop her sh*t and give a f*ck if a b*tch got a problem. These n*ggas ain't on sh*t; they real deal lame; they just some followers. I just keep getting paid every day. I keep on going. This sh*t here is awesome. She trying to lay with me. She is trying to cuff me up, damn Mrs. Officer. I don't even talk too much. I don't even want to play. I ain't trying to talk to em; I bust my wrist down. If I hold my wrist up, I'm going to say too much