Top Songs By Jrsteezy
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Rafanan
Songwriter
Lyrics
Bitch I'm tryna be on rockstar status
Hoppin outta jets knowing everything get handled
Bitch I'm tryna be on rockstar status
Pull up to yo city fore I go on hiatus
Bitch I'm tryna stack it, stack it to the ceiling
Treat it like a bald head drop top missing
How you do that, how you do that, god damn
Now a mufucka feeling like the man
Give me top bitch, I aint want the xans
I just want the hunnids blue face on the bands
Go and give me slop top, whip it on the black top
Imma need my wrist bussin, slipping like a ice block
Bitch I'm just cattin off
Oh you want a free feature, knock it off
I need money coming in so I can spend it all
Cant be fuckin with the broke, not at all
What you want lil homie what you want
Lead u to the lake so now you gotta get the bands
I ain't with the handouts go and get a plan
Everybody goin up when we break it with the fam
God damn, god damn, god damn
I been goin off, might just catch me in Japan
God damn, god damn, god damn
Copped a new whip straight off trappin to the man
Bitch I'm tryna be on rockstar status
Hoppin outta jets knowing everything get handled
Bitch I'm tryna be on rockstar status
Pull up to yo city fore I go on hiatus
Bitch I'm tryna stack it, stack it to the ceiling
Treat it like a bald head drop top missing
How you do that, how you do that, god damn
Now a mufucka feeling like the man
Goddamn, goddamn
Who let Fresh and Steezy in, not again
I know they see us, it's easy to pretend
I need my wallet so full that it won't bend
And the lady so bad, ain't nothing I won't spend
But that's my main problem
I be expecting everyone to stay solid
I'm rock solid, but I'm not Dwayne Johnson
Aint nothin', fill the void up for the place to start
Cause I can never waste the spark
I treat the whole booth like a stage to star
Then I string it all together like a bass guitar (Aye)
Rockstar life, I need a screenplay
On the boulevard of my dreams, til it's my Green Day
Black Beatle before you niggas that seen Swae
And ask 'Ye, what's a Black Beatle anyway?
Bitch I'm tryna be on rockstar status
Hoppin outta jets knowing everything get handled
Bitch I'm tryna be on rockstar status
Pull up to yo city fore I go on hiatus
Bitch I'm tryna stack it, stack it to the ceiling
Treat it like a bald head drop top missing
How you do that, how you do that, god damn
Now a mufucka feeling like the man
Writer(s): John Rafanan
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