Rockstar Status
Gunna
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Rockstar status, nigga, gotta have it Rockstar status, nigga, gotta have it Gotta have it Rockstar status, nigga, gotta have it Bitch I call the shots, I feel like Phil Jackson Steady trappin' Yeah, police by my spot and I was still trappin' Yeah, hop in the Benz I put a F on the rim (rim) Checkerboard all at my crib (crib) Louis V, Louis V, Damier (Damier) That Franck Muller look like Cartier (Cartier) Walk inside the mall and get me somethin' to wear (somethin' to wear) Bitch, I came from the south I could never care I was fucked up and broke, you was never there (nah) What the f*ck is a friend That ain't got a hand they could lend I lost half my fam to the pen' (to the pen') I had to commit a sin (commit a sin) I dropped the ball and now I got it back (got it back) I went to jail and I ain't goin' back (ain't goin' back) I kept it solid, nigga's knowin' that (knowin' that) I'ma go to the trap, run me up a sack I'ma go to the trap, run me up a sack I'ma go to the house, try to stack a bank I'ma pull on the block, roll me up some dank I'ma go to the yo, pour me up a pint I'ma shit on these niggas and let 'em hate Now this bitch wanna call, I'ma let her wait Niggas want me to fall, hold your breath and wait Bitch, I'm never on time 'cause I'm always late Rockstar status, nigga, gotta have it Yeah, Rockstar status, nigga, gotta have it Yeah, bitch I call the shots, I feel like Phil Jackson Yeah, police by my spot and I was still trappin' Rockstar status, nigga, gotta have it Yeah, rockstar status, nigga, gotta have it Yeah, bitch I call the shots, I feel like Phil Jackson Yeah, police by my spot and I was still trappin' Yeah, ballin' like Jordan (Jordan) The bricks got me feelin' like Tony (feelin' like Tony) If you got a lick put me on it (put me on it) I wanna see my opponent (see my opponent) The real ones, they runnin' with Gunna (with Gunna) They know I'ma keep it one hunnid (keep it one hunnid) We trap and we eat at Katana (Katana) That shit that you did, we done done it (done it) Yeah, yeah (yeah) If you want a bag, nigga, run it (nigga, run it) My bro sell them shits on the corner (the corner) My plug really rich, he a grower (he a grower) I serve all my plates with a blower (blower) I think I might open a store (a store) Remember I used to be poor (used to be poor) I can't stop it, I keep gettin' more (keep gettin' more) I can't stop it, I keep gettin' more (keep gettin' more) I see hoes when I walk through the door (walk through the door) Get them racks, put the safe in a floor (floor) I done came a long way sellin' dope (sellin' dope) They tell dreams and they try to sell hope (try to sell hope) I sold lean and I tried to sell coke (coke) I sold soap, bitch, I run with the Locs (the Locs) Louis V checkerboard on my coat (my coat, woo) Rockstar status, nigga, gotta have it Yeah, Rockstar status, nigga, gotta have it Yeah, bitch I call the shots, I feel like Phil Jackson Yeah, police by my spot and I was still trappin' Rockstar status, nigga, gotta have it Yeah, rockstar status, nigga, gotta have it Yeah, bitch I call the shots, I feel like Phil Jackson Yeah, police by my spot and I was still trappin'
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