​​rockstar shawty lyrics

[Chorus]
Huh, rock out, rock out, rock out, shawty
Rock out, rock out, rock out, shawty
Rock out, rock out, rock out, shawty, huh, yeah (Le Vieux)
I got a full Rick fit on, that bih want me, huh, yeah, huh
I'm mixin' Xan with the Perky, you know that bih goin' up, yeah, huh
That b*tch goin' up, oh yah, know that b*tch goin' up, oh yah
I just be mixin' drugs up, 'til I'm throwin' up, oh yah
I finna mix this mud up, super slime in that bih, eww
This ain't fake this real, take the b*tch out to a five-star meal

[Verse]
Take this b*tch out, yeah, yeah
Rockin' the shows, it's hot, hot
Finna hit up this plug, I'm turnin' up
Yeah, yeah, she a stupid thot
Glocks out, shoot him out
That n*gga ain't gang, we slime him out
That n*gga ain't Bloodpact, kick him out
I'm too high, told her, "Get on top," yeah
Yeah, she wan' know what I'm doin'
Five-star, top tier b*tch, what I'm screwin'
I got Wock' in this motherf*cker, you know that I'm pourin'
I go eight-for-eight, that's sixteen, all these drugs I'm doin', doin', doin'
Huh, I got a pill bottle tucked up in my bag
Yuh, yuh, she finna open up, and throw it back, yuh
I hang 'round broke n*ggas, all these n*ggas make me mad
Yuh, I ain't rockin' no purple jeans, hell nah, that's not my swag, yuh
Hop in some foreign sh*t and you know we go fast, yuh
I'm steady goin' up, you mad that I just passed ya
Yeah-yeah, uh, uh, yeah-yeah, uh
I just got that pack in from Japan, you know I put it on
I just f*cked that bad b*tch from the A, she told me, "Don't go slow"
Yeah, we sellin' 'bows
Huh, yeah, we havin' rows
Told her I can't get too close
Under pressure, n*gga, I never fold, yeah
Turned out, had to break the mold, yeah
Time to find that b*tch and send me that lo', yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, huh
Blowin' on dank
That sh*t stank
I had to up my rank
I had show these n*ggas that I ain't playin', I ain't f*ckin' playin'
I was off Xan in New York, lost my whole f*ckin' memory
Yeah, lost my brain, yeah, yeah
I'm not listenin' to what the f*ck you sayin', nah, nah
Yeah, I'm pickin' them pills up every single day, yeah, I geek a lot
Had that lil' b*tch drippin', I clean that lil' sh*t up, yuh, with a mop
Yeah-yeah
[Chorus]
Huh, rock out, rock out, rock out, shawty
Rock out, rock out, rock out, shawty
Rock out, rock out, rock out, shawty, huh, yeah
I got a full Rick fit on, that bih want me, huh, yeah, huh
I'm mixin' Xan with the Perky, you know that bih goin' up, yeah, huh
That b*tch goin' up, oh yah, know that b*tch goin' up, oh yah
I just be mixin' drugs up, 'til I'm throwin' up, oh yah
I finna mix this mud up, super slime in that bih, eww
This ain't fake this real, take the b*tch out to a five-star meal