Blakk Rokkstar lyrics

[Part I]

[Intro]
Huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh (E in this motherf*cker)

[Verse]
What the f*ck?
That's some 808s, yeah, better duck
Step-back fadeaway, I'm shootin' sh*t up
City to city, state to state, yeah, I'm bootin' sh*t up
What the f*ck? I'm not surprised
Boy, that 'fit ain't nothin', who told you lies?
I'm outside with a freak mask, oh, this my disguise
Heard you got caught lackin', damn, that's sad, you gotta move wise
I'm tatted up, tribal, mama, do you see me?
I made them hoes flock before I copped the Lamborghini
You reach for this chain, now my gang screamin' free me
b*tch, this not Vivienne Westwood, ho, these real VVs
I can show you how to pop it, huh, huh, she like, "Teach mе"
I don't need no jewelry, eyеs weary
Shawty got that water, think she from Missouri
Cocaine, Pelle Pelle jacket, Evisus to match it
Racks pokin' out my f*ckin' pockets, so she know I'm havin'
Sweeped her off her feet, yeah, she Jasmine, yeah, and I'm Aladdin
Yeah, big boots on her, steppin' on your neck, this not for fashion, yeah
Chrome Hearts on, crosses up, but my life upside down
You say I can't come to what? n*gga, I'm good outta town
You ain't got no hood, you ain't got no block
You ain't got no gang, these n*ggas be cops
I'll put that stick right to your face and watch your p*ss run down your socks
Pick a number, add a double-0, these n*ggas be makin' up blocks
It's only double-0, these n*ggas know I'm a Black rockstar
[Chorus]
I'm a Black rockstar
I'm a Black rockstar
I'm a Black rockstar
I'm a Black rockstar
I'm a Black rockstar
I'm a Black rockstar
I'm a Black rockstar
I'm a Black rockstar
I'm a Black rockstar
I'm a Black rockstar
I'm a Black rockstar
I'm a Black rockstar
I'm a Black rockstar
I'm a Black rockstar
I'm a Black rockstar
I'm a Black—

[Part II]

[Intro]
(Wake up—)
Ha, ha

[Verse]
Call my b*tch (Ha), she'll kill somethin' (Ha)
Novocaine (Ha), I don't feel nothin' (Ha)
Get out your feelings (Ha), get in your bag (Ha)
I dropped the ceilings (Ha), I made 'em mad (Ha)
Popped a Tesla (Ha), takin' off on they ass (Ha)
You'd think I had propellers (Ha), 'cause I'm so fly (Ha)
I'm the pilot (Ha), I got my wings now (Ha)
Porsche GT3RS (Ha), got the wing out (Ha)
All that rap sh*t (Ha), what you singing 'bout? (Ha)
You don't need no diamond tester (Ha), my diamonds blingin' out (Ha)
Pointers in the chain (Ha), look like polka dots (Ha)
Work at a casino (Ha), I got a poker thot (Ha)
She like DMT (Ha), she like acid (Ha)
Sendin' me flicks, I'm 'bout to send her through the mattress (Ha, ha)
f*ck them pics, I'm tryna pull up and do ya (Ha, ha)
Got chemistry, you woulda thought that I knew her (Ha, ha)
Water faucet (Ha), she don't gotta lube up (Ha)
Rough around sober (Ha), I don't need a pill (Ha)
I don't need no honey (Ha), oh, you want some money (Ha)
I'm a young n*gga (Ha), but I'm not a dummy (Ha)
Old ho tryna take advantage (Ha, ha)
New ho remedial (Ha), she don't understand it (Ha)
I know what I want (Ha), I'm demandin' (Ha)
You don't know what to do (Ha), when it go left, you gon' panic (Ha)
Ain't nothin' for certain (Ha), I can't take nothin' for granted (Ha)
Bankroll too big (Ha), can't rubber-band it (Ha)
Flew her overseas (Ha), she tanning (Ha)
f*ck your aesthetic (Ha), n*ggas need rebranding (Ha)
Everything—